Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
She looked at Neetu, whose eyes had widened with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation, and then back at Rohan, whose eyes were burning with an intensity that made her stomach flutter.
 
She never expected a brother asks his own sister to give him a blowjob.
 
"Okay" Neetu breathed finally, her voice barely audible in the charged silence of the fort.
 
With that, Anjali leaned in, her eyes locked on Rohan's.
 
She could feel the weight of Neetu's gaze on them, the intensity of her curiosity, the depth of her arousal. She knew that this was more than just a dare now, more than just a game.
 
This was a moment, a turning point, a shared intimacy that would change everything between them.
 
She started with a soft, lingering kiss to Rohan's lips, her tongue exploring his mouth with a familiar intimacy that made him groan with pleasure.
 
She could feel his erection pressing against her stomach, hard and thick with desire, and she smiled against his lips, a slow, satisfied smile that spoke of a thousand shared moments, a thousand unspoken promises.
 
She kissed her way down his body, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses that made him shudder with pleasure.
 
She explored every inch of him, every curve, every muscle, with a familiarity that was both comforting and arousing.
 
She knew his body as well as she knew her own, knew every sensitive spot, every trigger, every secret that made him gasp and writhe beneath her touch.
 
Finally, she reached her destination.
 
She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire, and then at Neetu, who was watching with wide, hungry eyes. "Watch," she whispered, her voice a husky command. "Watch and learn my dear."