Sundar just moaned. Daya dropped her hand, pressing her lips in a lewdly sucking kiss on the spongy tip of his prick. She tasted the pungent saltiness of her brother’s cream, and her pussy ached as she imagined how much cum was stored in his balls, how much of his hot, sappy jizz would soon spew down her throat. Gradually, the naked sister let her lips part, making loud, wet, smacking sounds as she took her brother’s cock deep inside her mouth. Hungrily, she licked her tongue around the swollen length of his prick-shaft, delighting in the taste of his fuck-rod.
Daya shut her eyes, concentrating on nothing else in the world but the taste and feel of her brother’s cock in her mouth. She started sucking, her cheeks flushing brightly and puckering with her suction around the tasty stiffness of his fuck-meat. She clung to her brother’s cock with her hand, holding up his wand of prick-flesh as she slurped and sucked loudly on his cock-tip. Up and down her head bobbed, shamelessly fucking her face with Sundar’s giant fuck-stick.
“Ohhhhhh Bahena……..!” Sundar groaned. Dazedly, he looked down at his naked sister, shocked and excited by the spectacle of his cock-loving religious minded sister with her lips stretched to bursting around the steely stiffness of his prick.
“Harder, Bahena, aur jorse chuso mera Lund !” Sundar dropped his hands to her head, curling his fingers in her long, silky and wavy hair. He bucked his lean hips off the bed, nearly choking his didi as he tried to jam his cock farther between her lips.
“Harder! Oh, fuck, Bahena, I’m stiff now! Suck it, Bahena , suck my Lund !” Encouraged by her younger brother’s silly words, Daya sucked his fuck-pole even harder. His hot, salty cum-juice was oozing heavily out of his piss-hole, promising a gusher of jism soon to come. She bathed his prick-head with her tongue, eager to lap up and savour every drop of his spunk. His prick was growing even stiffer, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth.
Daya knew she had her brother close to blowing his wad. Relentlessly, she sucked on his aching cock, the bedroom filled by the groaning of Sundar and the constant slurping, gurgling sounds of the frantic blowjob in progress. Her hand jacked on his fuck-rod again, frantically beating his cock up to her cock- filled lips.
“I-I’m gonna cum, Bahena !” Sundar yelled. He pulled her hair gently in his excitement gasping and wiggling his hips on the edge of the bed. “Ungghhh! Oh, fuck, you’re such a good cock-sucker! I never knew my prick could feel this good! Please, keep sucking it as hard as you can!”
Daya obliged, sucking his burning prick as hard as she could. Her fist was a blur as it whipped up and down his cock-shaft, urging his load of juice to spray out of his balls. She moved her other hand between his thighs; cupping around his testicles as she felt the heaviness of his hairy, wrinkled ball-bag. Lovingly, she fondled his congested balls, slurping and sucking madly on the rigid stiffness of his prick.
“I’m making it, Bahena !” Sundar cried. “Oh, fuck! Please keep sucking! ARRUGH! I’M CUMMMMMMMING!” His creamy torrent of cum blew into his prick- sucking sister’s mouth, splattering on the roof of her mouth, then shooting past her tonsils down her throat.
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