Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
The last shred of modesty, the final piece of fabric that separated her from complete, total exposure.
 
To be completely naked in front of them... it was more than just a dare.
 
It was a complete and total surrender.
 
There would be no turning around.
 
They would not have anything that they would not see in her body anymore.
 
Every secret, every hidden curve, every intimate part of her would be laid bare, open for their inspection, their desire, their use.
 
"No..." she breathed, the word a fragile, desperate whisper. "Wait... I don't..." She tried to form a protest, to find the strength to say no, to put a stop to this dizzying, terrifying descent into depravity.
 
But her body betrayed her. 

The ache between her legs was a roaring fire, and the memory of his touch, his kiss, was a siren's call, luring her onto the rocks.
 
Anjali was already moving.
 
She had been waiting for this moment, the final unveiling.
 
She knelt beside Neetu, her expression a mixture of tender affection and predatory hunger. "Shhh, sweetie," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm as her hands went to Neetu's hips. "It's okay. Let us see all of you. Let us worship you."
 
Her fingers hooked into the delicate lace of Neetu's panties.
 
Neetu's last line of defense. Before Neetu could muster another word, another thought, Anjali was pulling them down.
 
The fabric whispered against her skin, a soft, final sigh as it slid over her hips, her thighs, her knees, her ankles. And in no time, her panty was gone.
 
Anjali held the small, damp piece of lace for a moment, a trophy of their conquest, before tossing it aside.
 
Then, with a gesture that was both possessive and reverent, she placed her hands on Neetu's inner thighs and gently, firmly, spread them open.
 
And there she was. Completely, utterly naked.
 
Anjali proudly exposed Neetu's pussy to Rohan like a sacred offering, a sacrifice on the altar of their shared desire.