Incest Little sis Anjali and her friends

[prasannas2001]

 
Mamta bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape. Her body was betraying her, responding to his touch with an eagerness that both thrilled and terrified her.
 
Rohan became more aggressive. He bent down, his warm breath fanning across her breast before his mouth closed over her nipple.
 
Mamta gasped, her hands flying to his hair. The sensation was overwhelming, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, his teeth grazing it gently, then not so gently.
 
He sucked hard, pulling her deeper into his mouth, and she felt a jolt of electricity shoot straight to her core.
 
"Rohan," she breathed, her fingers tightening in his hair. "We can't, "
 
"Can't what?" he asked, releasing her breast with a wet pop. "Can't enjoy ourselves? Can't take what we want?"
 
And he took the other breast into his mouth. He is becoming restless. He could not get enough of her breasts.
 
They are so beautiful, so full and so firm.
 
He is taking one after the other into his mouth and sucking them as much as he can.
 
Mamta was holding her moans inside. She is in ecstasy.
 
She is very close to her orgasm, her hand went to her pussy above her saree, touching herself
 
Rohan is too busy with her breasts, exposed him directly without anything hiding, he is totally lost in them.
 
"Rohan… enough…"
 
"Not yet." He kissed her ear while his hands on her bare breasts. "I want to keep you on the edge."
 
"Please…"
 
"Please what?"
 
"Please don't stop."
 
"I won't. Not until you beg me to."
 
He went down and took on of her breast into his mouth while cupping the other with his other hand and pinching that nipple.
 
"Rohan… "
 
"Yes?" His voice muffled against her breast
 
"Please. I need… "
 
"What do you need?"
 
"I need you. All of you."