" She finished drinking the glass of orange juice, then set the empty glass by the sink. "Well, I'd better get back up there. He said I could watch." ...She giggled and headed up the stairs.Daphne stuck the carrot back in her mouth and began running her tongue around and around it. How? How could this all be happening? Sarah was so decisive just a few minutes ago, and now listen to her."Oh, FUCK! Not there! Please, stop, no! Oh... OH... OH, YES, OH YES RIGHT THERE... AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" What. Drashti-na condom vagar j kr…Bhabhi -randi ne maa j banai naakh..Main vicharyu k davv thaai jase.. Aatle naaki kryu k cream baar lodo kadhi ne kadhis…Drashti-chal ubho thaai gayo lodo…Haawe tadpais naai….Ghaali de…Me-ha bea….Saanti rakh…Main drashti ni bhos ma lund ne set kryo.. Bhabhi a aani bhos drashti ni face per muki didhi…Pehla jatka ma lodo ander thodok j gayo aane drashti bumo padva laagi..Drahsti -jaldi kr…Baau dukaai che…Naakhi de aander…Jaldi…Aatlu samhdta j ek jorr thi jatko maaryo. “C’mon, girls, that’s not fair…I have to finish these dishes first! It will look suspicious if they’re not done when your mom and Aunt Barb get back,” I protested.They both pulled away, and Beth’s eyes lit up: “I know, we’ll go up and take a shower, then, we’ll meet you in the guest room…hurry up!” With that, they were off, scrambling up the stairs to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on, amid shrieks of merriment coming from my delicious nieces. As I continued my chore, visions of. Her body was in complete control. Her mind was in pre-climax mode…desperately aching for the climax of sexual release and she was at the precipice of deep orgasm wanting to fall into that dreamlike state. She was in the grip of desire; didn‘t care anymore about wrong or right. I nudged her down to the floor and she was under my control without questioning…only feeling that ache and need for release; wanting release. Then I helped her lift onto the couch, face down, ass presenting to sweet.