“What is thiiis?”
“Kartar Ji! You’re…you’re ahhhhh!”
Kartar Singh was licking her wildly now. I could see a glimpse of her cunt and it was dripping! The juices were visible from a few feet away where I was standing. Kartar Singh was also loving it as he made crazy noises.
“Aaaaaaaah!” My sister came again! She literally lifted her lips into Kartar Singh’s mouth as he greedily drank the juices.
“Come here baby!”
My sister seductively invited her for a kiss. A 20 year old girl calling that disgusting old man ‘baby’ was too much for me. She was young enough to be his daughter. She was the prettiest girl in a town known for its beauties, and her she was getting orgasm after orgasm from that ugly, illiterate asshole. Love really is blind, isn’t it?
I was angry and all that anger unleashed on my dick as I masturbated violently. But I still didn’t cum! Kartar Singh refused her advances once again and in a fit of rage, removed all his clothes. He unleashed his dick. It was a good 7 inches or more, thick and black. His crotch was like a jungle, hairy. So was his entire body! He had hair on his back, his ass, and of course his chest. Even his legs looked that of a gorilla.
But in that he looked less like a gorilla and more like a lion as he roared:
“I told you, next time, it’s my turn!”
My sister’s jaw dropped at the sight of that monster cock and Kartar Singh used the opportunity to enter her mouth. She was helpless. She could just say a meek ‘no’ as her mouth became full with that thick black cock. She was still lying down on the bed as he started fucking her mouth, with his balls slapping her chin.
“mpppf, noo!” She mumbled. But Kartar Singh was possessed with sexual energy. He was not letting go. He grabbed my sisters hands and placed them on his balls. The cock was going in 2 inches at max, even though he kept forcing it inside.
“Open your mouth wider beta! Take your uncle in your mouth.”
But my amateur sister couldn’t help it. It was a sloppy blow job and Kartar Singh had enough of it. He lifted her up and choked her throat.
“I am going to teach you how to suck properly!”
“For now, use your hands.”
It seemed as if my sister was more adept to handjobs than blowjobs as she expertly wrapped her hands around his cock and embraced him in a passionate kiss. She stroked him eagerly while sucking his tongue.
“You like that, my lover?” She broke the kiss and stared into his eyes.
“Yesss, keep going.”
She offered her throat to him and stroked harder and harder. And he came! He shot dense sperm all over the bed, inside my sister’s delicate hands and some on the floor. And so did I! I came on the floor and quickly removed my shirt to clean it.
“Clean this mess and wash the bedsheet.” He ordered her angrily.
“Yes Kartar ji!” She meekly obeyed.
“And cook something nice today!”
I hated the way he was ordering my sister around while she was still naked, with his cum in her hands and looking at him with eyes full of love. But I was helpless. Looked like we both were possessed by lust and couldn’t make the right decision. I rushed to my room. Red with embarrassment but still wondering how to catch them in the act again. My dick was still hard as I tried to sleep.