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Neetu's eyes widened in disbelief. She had expected resistance, not... this. Not the eager acceptance she saw in Anjali's eyes.
 
Not the way Anjali arched her back slightly, presenting her naked breasts to her brother as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
 
Rohan's breath hitched slightly, his gaze fixed on his sister's breasts. He looked from Anjali to Neetu, a question in his eyes, but Neetu just nodded, her own curiosity overriding her shock.
 
Slowly, Rohan reached out, his hands trembling slightly as they approached Anjali's breasts. When his palms finally made contact with the soft, warm flesh, Anjali let out a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering closed.
 
Rohan's fingers cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her already hard nipples. He began to massage them gently, his touch reverent yet confident.
 
Anjali's breathing deepened, her body arching into his touch, encouraging him.
 
Neetu watched, transfixed, a mix of emotions swirling within her. There was shock, yes, but also something else... a dark, forbidden thrill that she couldn't deny.
 
The sight of brother and sister in such an intimate embrace was wrong, so wrong, yet undeniably erotic.
 
After a few moments of exploration, Rohan leaned in, his lips parting as they approached Anjali's left breast. Neetu held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest.
 
When Rohan's lips finally closed around Anjali's nipple, Anjali let out a soft moan, her hand coming up to tangle in her brother's hair.
 
Rohan began to suckle gently, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak.
 
  
Neetu felt a fresh wave of arousal wash over her, her own breasts aching with a need she couldn't ignore.
 
She watched as Rohan lavished attention on Anjali's breasts, alternating between them, his mouth and hands working in tandem to bring his sister to new heights of pleasure.
 
It was the most erotic thing Neetu had ever witnessed, and despite the taboo nature of it, she couldn't look away. She couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her, the heat that pooled in her belly.
 
As the minutes stretched on, Neetu found herself wondering what would happen next. Where would this night lead them? And more importantly, did she even want it to stop?