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It stuck her at the right place; I carefully observed the changing colors of her face.
I felt bold.
“You spied on us…isn’t it?”
She looked at me, then her gaze diverted behind me. I turned around. Krithi was looking at the small window, which was opening in the pump room. The window could be unlocked from the pump room itself. My baby sister had probably witnessed each and every fuck session between Malavika and me.
I looked back at Krithi. Her face was red with embarrassment. She tried to look back at me but turned her gaze.
“I’m going.” She rose from the bed and tried to leave. I immediately gripped her hand. She again looked at me.
“Please let me go.” She made a feeble attempt to withdraw her hand…but I didn’t let her go. I could feel her whole body shivering violently.
I stood from the bed and pull her in my arms. She melted easily in my arms. I put my hands around her waist and gripped her body in my arms…my lips hovering just above her moist lips. I could feel her hot breath burning my lips.
I gently lowered my lips over hers, kissing her soft rosy lips. Krithi closed her eyes…her body shook violently in my arms.
My lips traced along her cheeks…near her right ear.
“You’re very beautiful Krithi.” My voice came out as a hoarse whisper. “I love you.” My tongue gently stroked her earlobe. She body again shivered wildly…her breathing hard and erratic…her eyes remained closed.
My hands slowly traveled to her buttocks, gently squeezing and releasing her tight melons. Her ass cheeks were smaller than Malavika’s but they were taut and spongy. Again, I brought my lips over hers and kissed her hard. My one hand left her right ass and slowly traveled over her thighs…to her pleasure mound hidden beneath her salwar. Gently, I stroked her pussy mound through the material of her clothes.
Krithi moaned lightly.
My hand felt her cunt. I just could not believe…I was petting my little sister cunt and she was enjoying it.
It was not possible for me to observe restraint anymore. I fumbled with the cord of her salwar and undid it. The salwar slipped on the floor. I could feel my heart beating like a drum and my fingers shaking as I again touched her between her thighs through her panties…my fingers getting first feel of her quivering pussy lips.
I broke the kiss and let her free of my arms. Before she could move, I gripped her kurta from the hem and lifted it off her body. Krithi raised her hands to help me in removing her kurta. I lift it off her head and tossed on the side.
Krithi was standing before me…in the white cotton bra and panties. The face scarlet with shame…I looked into her eyes…smiling lewdly. Krithi could not meet my eyes and covered her face with hands. I hugged her again in my arms…my trembling hands running all over her delicate curves.
I helped her sit on the corner of the bed and sat beside her. My hands moved to her breasts…feeling her soft spongy boobs. Then I took my hands behind her and unhooked her bra, released it off her shoulders and let it slide along her body. Her majestic tits were suddenly free.
Krithi’s tits were smaller than Malavika’s, but they appeared firm and pliant. They had natural sag…her nipples already hard with excitement. Her dark brown areolas looked magnificent. I brought my hands to her creamy tits and squeezed them hard.
Krithi whimpered with joy.
“Ohhh…Krithi,” I gently kneaded her both nipples simultaneously. “Your boobs are so soft…so delicate.”
Her nipples were standing out, demanding to be sucked. Her firm smooth breasts looked every bit as inviting as the rest of her.
“Ahhh…!” She whispered erotically, her eyes were delirious with lust. “Ohhh…it feels so good.”
With one hand, I continued pinching her teats; with other I unzipped my fly and pulled my boner out of my pants. Relieved off its confine, it stood triumphantly…like a rigid flagpole.
“Ohhh…ma!!!” Krithi exclaimed as she witnessed my erect organ…her voice trembling with excitement. “It’s so big…” “You liked it.” I asked proudly.
She smiled shyly. I took her hand and kept it over my rigid shaft. Her fingers immediately encircled the shaft, and she began moving her fingers over my cock. I felt like an electric shock running through my loins, my cock jerked in her soft grip.
I mauled her tits roughly with my hand, causing her to whimper with a lustful pain. My fingers sank into the soft, creamy flesh. I slowly leaned over and brought my hungry mouth to her erect nipple. She watched me as I stuck my tongue out, and stroked her teats with the tip.
“Umh… bhaiya (brother).” She moaned forcing her sticking nipple into my mouth. “Suck it.”
I greedily took her nipple between my lips. My hands roamed over her soft smooth body slowly tracing it for to her belly button and the to her hidden mound of pleasure. I bit on her nipples, my teeth pinching hard her swollen tips. My fingers slowly moved inside her panties elastic band and for the first time, I touched the soft curly hair covering my sister’s cunt lips; her cunt was wet…soaking wet. I ran my finger along her cunt lips feeling the wetness sticking to my fingers.
I felt bold.
“You spied on us…isn’t it?”
She looked at me, then her gaze diverted behind me. I turned around. Krithi was looking at the small window, which was opening in the pump room. The window could be unlocked from the pump room itself. My baby sister had probably witnessed each and every fuck session between Malavika and me.
I looked back at Krithi. Her face was red with embarrassment. She tried to look back at me but turned her gaze.
“I’m going.” She rose from the bed and tried to leave. I immediately gripped her hand. She again looked at me.
“Please let me go.” She made a feeble attempt to withdraw her hand…but I didn’t let her go. I could feel her whole body shivering violently.
I stood from the bed and pull her in my arms. She melted easily in my arms. I put my hands around her waist and gripped her body in my arms…my lips hovering just above her moist lips. I could feel her hot breath burning my lips.
I gently lowered my lips over hers, kissing her soft rosy lips. Krithi closed her eyes…her body shook violently in my arms.
My lips traced along her cheeks…near her right ear.
“You’re very beautiful Krithi.” My voice came out as a hoarse whisper. “I love you.” My tongue gently stroked her earlobe. She body again shivered wildly…her breathing hard and erratic…her eyes remained closed.
My hands slowly traveled to her buttocks, gently squeezing and releasing her tight melons. Her ass cheeks were smaller than Malavika’s but they were taut and spongy. Again, I brought my lips over hers and kissed her hard. My one hand left her right ass and slowly traveled over her thighs…to her pleasure mound hidden beneath her salwar. Gently, I stroked her pussy mound through the material of her clothes.
Krithi moaned lightly.
My hand felt her cunt. I just could not believe…I was petting my little sister cunt and she was enjoying it.
It was not possible for me to observe restraint anymore. I fumbled with the cord of her salwar and undid it. The salwar slipped on the floor. I could feel my heart beating like a drum and my fingers shaking as I again touched her between her thighs through her panties…my fingers getting first feel of her quivering pussy lips.
I broke the kiss and let her free of my arms. Before she could move, I gripped her kurta from the hem and lifted it off her body. Krithi raised her hands to help me in removing her kurta. I lift it off her head and tossed on the side.
Krithi was standing before me…in the white cotton bra and panties. The face scarlet with shame…I looked into her eyes…smiling lewdly. Krithi could not meet my eyes and covered her face with hands. I hugged her again in my arms…my trembling hands running all over her delicate curves.
I helped her sit on the corner of the bed and sat beside her. My hands moved to her breasts…feeling her soft spongy boobs. Then I took my hands behind her and unhooked her bra, released it off her shoulders and let it slide along her body. Her majestic tits were suddenly free.
Krithi’s tits were smaller than Malavika’s, but they appeared firm and pliant. They had natural sag…her nipples already hard with excitement. Her dark brown areolas looked magnificent. I brought my hands to her creamy tits and squeezed them hard.
Krithi whimpered with joy.
“Ohhh…Krithi,” I gently kneaded her both nipples simultaneously. “Your boobs are so soft…so delicate.”
Her nipples were standing out, demanding to be sucked. Her firm smooth breasts looked every bit as inviting as the rest of her.
“Ahhh…!” She whispered erotically, her eyes were delirious with lust. “Ohhh…it feels so good.”
With one hand, I continued pinching her teats; with other I unzipped my fly and pulled my boner out of my pants. Relieved off its confine, it stood triumphantly…like a rigid flagpole.
“Ohhh…ma!!!” Krithi exclaimed as she witnessed my erect organ…her voice trembling with excitement. “It’s so big…” “You liked it.” I asked proudly.
She smiled shyly. I took her hand and kept it over my rigid shaft. Her fingers immediately encircled the shaft, and she began moving her fingers over my cock. I felt like an electric shock running through my loins, my cock jerked in her soft grip.
I mauled her tits roughly with my hand, causing her to whimper with a lustful pain. My fingers sank into the soft, creamy flesh. I slowly leaned over and brought my hungry mouth to her erect nipple. She watched me as I stuck my tongue out, and stroked her teats with the tip.
“Umh… bhaiya (brother).” She moaned forcing her sticking nipple into my mouth. “Suck it.”
I greedily took her nipple between my lips. My hands roamed over her soft smooth body slowly tracing it for to her belly button and the to her hidden mound of pleasure. I bit on her nipples, my teeth pinching hard her swollen tips. My fingers slowly moved inside her panties elastic band and for the first time, I touched the soft curly hair covering my sister’s cunt lips; her cunt was wet…soaking wet. I ran my finger along her cunt lips feeling the wetness sticking to my fingers.