They are so at ease and familiar with each other. The tie of blood flows in their veins, and though unmistakably sisters, only a hint of the age dispa...rity separates them, no more than sixteen, seventeen, eighteen. It is like being asked to pick a diamond from a handful offered, the decision to be made by the cut of its facets alone, each stone equally exquisite, desirable, valuable. It is how the cut of the stone refracts the light! That is what differentiates one from the other.They have. .our tongues meet...sucking on each others' tongues...Ahhhhhhhhhh.....I cannot take it any longer...I am so wanting to squirt...but he shoves his thick long wonderful glorious schlong into me and with balls banging against me he fucks me until I see stars...we both sink down onto the carpet, our cries are loud, we cum in unison.....me raking his chest...leaving marks, my nail imprints there...exhausted...we lie in each others' arms...breathing heavily...trying to catch our breathe....his chest. Aman beech me bolta hai- main bhi hu vishal bhai.Vishal : yeh item meri hai ( sab hasne lagte hain)Phir unki car ek beach ke pas rukti hai, sab waha par nahane ka plan karte hain.Meri biwi ko vishal ek local dukan se bahut hi choti si see thorugh frock type ki pehanae ko bolta hai.Woh pahle mana karti hai par who jidd karne lagta hai to man jati hai. Change karne ke bad who aur bhi mast maal lag rahi thi.Uske boobs aur gand us choti se dress se bilkul aane ko betab se dikh rahe the. Vishal usse. My mouth moves with her, sucking up all of her juices she is giving me. Her legs squeeze tighter as she tries to push my mouth away, her breathing starting to come back to normal. I finally let her go free from my mouth, she slowly sits up, a devious grin on her face, slides off of the table and falls in front of me on her knees. She looks up at me with her hand on my belt. "Got something in her for me" as she undoes my belt. Her hands run across my swollen cock in my pants. "Oh, is someone.