Chinese and Indian Lesbians Pt.3

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! ” The drums beat louder, a cadence to the pounding in our chests, to the throbbing in our nethers, to the pulse in our temples as we stared from animalistic eyes. The chorus came in, and our mouths came together. RYAN Josie rotated against her sister, craning her neck to continue the kiss over her shoulder as she grinded her ass into Kelsey’s crotch. chinese asian Kelsey’s hands came around to sneak beneath Josie’s top, her wrists tenting the frayed bottom to show me that she was cupping her sister’s breasts, her thumbs and forefingers pinching and rolling Josie’s pink nipples until they were swollen, and Josie was moaning into her sister’s mouth. Their eyes were closed in hedonism, their lips only opening to display the slithering combat of their tongues. The music played, and Josie undulated to it, her nubile body moving with liquid torpidity, her thighs pressing together, forming a crease in her skirt, a dark spot expanding from it. Keeping one breast firmly in her hand, Kelsey’s other hand traversed the stretched length of Josie’s belly, caressing the soft shadows of muscle, drawing a path down the line of her pelvis. The hand slipped into Josie’s skirt, and Josie’s eyes flashed open, a muffled exclamation sounding from her occupied mouth. Her eyes stayed wide for a moment, then lidded in acceptance as Kelsey’s forearm muscles rolled, her fingers sedating her sister with practiced proficiency. Oh, they were very practiced in this depravity. My hand shook as I brought the cigarette to my lips, sucking numbly from a butt that had burned out minutes ago. I was hard. I was harder than I’d ever been. My cock felt like it was going to burst from my inseam, and I wanted to chop the fucking thing off. But I couldn’t do a damned thing. I was trapped there, paralyzed between unbelievable arousal and horrible disgust, my body and mind tearing my soul in indian half. And as I sat there with my mouth hanging agape, Kelsey and Josie opened their eyes, and watched me. They watched me as Josie hooked her thumbs into her waistband, and dropped her skirt to her knees, exposing the slit between her thighs, the tight lips splayed out by Kelsey’s penetrating fingers, showing the vivid blush of my daughter’s insides, the desire dripping from her like honey. “Daddy.” Josie called, such a needful moan, so rich with vulnerability. She stared at the bulge in my pants and bit her lip, her big blue eyes offering Lesbians a silent plea. Kelsey watched me over her sister’s shoulder, her steely eyes studying my face, using her twin as a barometer for my perversion. “Daddy!” Josie moaned again. In all her life, even when she was a child, she’d never once called me ‘Daddy.’ Each time she did now, my cock twitched a little more. “Daddy,” she called a third time, her voice straining with the effort to keep herself composed, to stay the fire her sister was fanning with her fingers, “don’t you want me, Daddy?” She slid her hand up Kelsey’s molesting arm, “I need you to want this!” Kelsey chuckled lowly. “Oh, he wants it, dearest sister.” She drew her eyes down to my crotch, then slowly rose them to sex capture my gaze once more, “He wants it so bad. ” She withdrew from her sister’s slit, her fingers shining and webbed with lust. She brought her index finger to her mouth, and sucked it clean, then brought her middle finger to Josie’s parted lips, and beckoned her to taste herself. She did, watching me through heavily-lidded eyes, moaning as though the mere taste of herself was a pleasure too great to contain. Kelsey planted a loving kiss on her twin’s neck, and then they linked fingers, and walked toward me. “No.” I muttered, unable to sound out more than a shaking breath. Ryan broke the kiss and pushed me forwards enough for him to get chinese his cock out. Fuck me hard!... It appeared they had played this game before. My balls erupted thick, hot, potent seed deep into the womb of my sister. Those dual delights merged and swirled through me. They drove me wild. Now there were some possibilities. *”Give it a little more time to let the soreness fade?” I couldn’t finish the sentence. He took a towel and dried his son and himself. “You are whatever I want you to be, or did you forget… I own you. Now it's your turn to make me cum." She tried to keep a straight face but blushed a bit. As I’m playing with her body, I think about Dakota’s statement about how I act differently with Ronda. Her coppery nipples were hard and Lesbians prickly cold from the iron bars, her face flushed, her body barely covered by her negligee. In that moment my thoughts were very focused. Really putting yourself through the wringer, huh?” Is it exciting to have a boy's stiff, throbbing cock banging your cunt?" “Mmmhh….look at that little ass,” I said to Diana. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and indian recommended me to others that was an added bonus. Fuckkk!!” He groans as he pulls back and start stroking his cock furiously. “All in good time maybe, but wouldn't it be fun to find out your true worth if you were put on the block.” Emily giggled. She whines sex at the unwanted feeling of emptiness. Perhaps Natalie was going to have second thoughts about the sleeping arrangements. I woke and asian as George was getting a shower, I put the rest of the pizza in the refrigerator and started the coffee. “If you three are going to tease me. Then it's off. Mmm, I know you love it.” This time, her guards didn’t stop at putting a hand on their holsters.