Manisha was silently shaking her head. I was sure she was exhausted, probably a little hungover and I felt bad for her. Itll end soon, I reminded myself. This will all be over and hopefully before three in the morning Id be home asleep.
"Peter," Mughdha interrupted my thoughts. She was turned to me, smiling. "Come here."
I saw Manishas eyes widen in terror.
"Hes not going to touch you. Don worry," Mughdha said sharply. "I just want to show you something."
Mughdha turned to me again and I got off my seat when I saw her glare at me. I walked to her, terribly embarrassed. I looked down to avoid Manishas stare and had to look up to avoid looking at my swinging, raw dick. My pubic hair was matted, wet, splattering of my come and Mughdhas juices all over.. It was a vulgar disaster.
I stood girl anal sex by Mughdha, still seated on the bed, and she grabbed my dick with no ceremony girl anal sex or warmth.
"See," she almost laughed. "Look at it. This is what youve girl anal sex been afraid of?"
Manisha, of course, was not looking at me or my dick. Mughdha didn care. "Peters got a nice dick, Manisha. Its perfect. And when he gets hard, its incredible. You can hardly bend it. It feels wonderful." she smiled up at me and then blew a soft wisp of air on the head. I shivered. Jesus. "Ill show you," Mughdha said to her sister and took the poor guy in her mouth.
I heard Manisha gasp when she saw what her sister was doing. I looked down at her apologetically. What was I going to do? I wanted to ask her.
"Get out of my room," Manisha whispered in a panic. "Now."
Mughdha paid no attention to her and continued slavishly lathering and sucking on the poor guy. And although I thought I didn have it in me
girl anal sex, I felt my cock stirring. I knew it wasn the delicious blow-job
girl anal sex solely that was working the miracle. It was the sight of poor Manisha, blushing and catching her breath, watching her sister, then watching me, but most important, and increasingly, watching my cock, hardening, thickening and lengthening in her sisters luscious mouth.
Finally, Mughdha released my cock and it sprang up to the ceiling.
"See," she breathed to her sister. "Look how hard it is. A good seven inches and really thick. And look at the curve, Manisha, like a banana. You don see that a lot, but God it feels incredible pushing inside you," she smiled slyly up at me. She turned to her sister. "Come on. Go ahead, touch it."
"No," Manisha said softly, but I could see she kept staring at it.
"Its not going to bite you. Just touch the damn thing," Mughdha said harshly.
Manisha looked up at me, as if seeking
girl anal sex permission, and I smiled down at her. I wanted to feel bad, wanted to feel pity, but the sight of the quickening rise and fall of her tits under her t-shirt as she breathed deeply, the obvious hardening of her nipples, made such thoughts ridiculous. My cock strained for her touch. She reached up with her trembling hand and I moaned as she gingerly touched the swollen head.
"Wrap your hand around it," Mughdha instructed and like clockwork, Manishas
girl anal sex soft, small hand gently circled me and then softly squeezed. I saw
girl anal sex Mughdha smiling triumphant and wanted to punch her in the
girl anal sex mouth. I wanted a little privacy now. I felt uncomfortable. It was very well being treated like a slab of beef, but I was sure I could take it from here. She could have cared less.
"Stroke it, Manisha. Go ahead."
And Manisha looked at her sister and then up at me and then at her hand and pulled away.
"Whats wrong?" Mughdha asked.
"This is too weird," Manisha
girl anal sex said softly. "I think the two of you should go."
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