♪ I'm the one who's the one ♪
The next day, Tom woke up, feeling his sister's naked body next to him, still sleeping. He stood up, and admired those wonderful curves. He stared at the hairy pubis and his member became even more rigid.
Scenes from that fiery night came to his mind. He had owned his sister for most of the night. And Nanda had reciprocated with equal ardour and passion. Tom couldn't describe the sensation of having the girl's delicious body tremble at every orgasm she reached (and there were several that night). Nanda smiled in a rather peculiar way... there were restrained moans, but which at times seemed intermittent lamentations... the way she moved her body, the touch of those thick, delicious thighs... the breasts of rich kisses... Tom knew that he would never own a woman like Nanda.
He turned his sister's body so that she stood to one side. He raised one of his thighs, and, all horny with desire, penetrated it deeply. Nanda was sleeping heavily. Tom stood there, getting into a good mood for several minutes, until he poured intensely into that cramped cave. Nanda still did not wake up. So he went to take a shower, and on the way out, he left a note on the dresser.
When the sun's rays entered the room through the curtains, Nanda awoke. Opening her eyes, she found herself naked in that bed. Her mind turned to the night before, and a smile burst from her lips. She stretched out, bending her knees, placing the happy pillow between the beautiful thighs, thick, silky thighs that Tom had kissed almost all night, before making her his in the many times they had made love that delightful night. She smiled as she remembered the day before, when she had to jump through the window like a thief. She had stayed in her room for hours, until Priscilla left. Then Tom had searched for her in her room, where they made love until dawn. She remembered his voice, asking her to stay for four hours... he would penetrate her deeply... he would pull her out of that enormous flesh, and then he would look deeper and deeper into her body... every time he wanted to know if she was crazy.
She looked into the dresser and saw the note. She picked it up and read: "I doubt that anyone has a sister who's tighter than I am. I love you. Do you want to go out with me?" Her heart was filled with happiness. At the bottom of the note, it said: "PS: wait for me in those blue shorts... thongs... no panties"... She rubbed the note on her beautiful breasts, and sat there, dreaming of the moment when they would be together again.
"You little rascal", she said, smiling.
That's where the phone rings.
Tom worked that morning, but with his head turned to his moments with Nanda. He'd had that mishap with Pri. He'd had to fuck her until she left. Then he went to his sister's room, where she was waiting for him, and she gave herself to him with all her passion. They made love all night long, until exhaustion, until they fell asleep. How nice it was to wake up next to that soft, delicious body, brushing against her... he thought.
Pri showed up, smiling.
"Hi, honey, what's the plan for today?" she said excitedly.
- Hi, princess... look, I have that meeting with the guys today... ball club...
- Ah, I know... it's a pity... I was thinking about us...
He gets up and hugs the girl.
- Damn, yesterday was too much... I didn't expect your visit...
And whispering in his ear, I gave you your favorite...
- crazy to eat your ass, hot... again...
- he knows he's yours... only yours...
Pri stroked the boy's hard member under his trousers, and they kissed, but they had to separate because footsteps could be heard from outside the room.
Tom came home for lunch. He didn't see Nanda. He went to his room, walked in, and heard a noise. It was coming from the bathroom. He, with a naughty smile on his lips, approached the door. The characteristic noise of... was Nanda peeing. A huge boner seized him, and he opened the door.
Nanda is caught off guard.
- Tommm!!!! - what is that? - the girl is frightened, the panties tucked in half of the thighs.
- Hmm... nice to see my little hand peeing...
Get out of here. Let's go.
Tom comes in and Nanda tries to put her panties back on.
- Damn, Nanda... how hot you are... - he says, rubbing his protruding limb under his pants.
- Tom, you're not supposed to do that, you lunatic!
She had her shorts at her feet and her panties between her thighs. Tom looks at her with extreme desire. He crouches over her, his face against his beautiful sister's hairy, moist vulva.
- Sister... have a seat... - he says.
She, still surprised, lowers the lid of the vase, and sits on it. He pulls her a little towards him, by the legs, so that she is slightly tilted back. Tom takes off his panties for good. She understands what he wants. And she thinks he's crazy. Tom inhales the smell of urine coming from his vulva, and sees that the inside of his thighs is also wet... he doesn't restrain himself and licks it, literally.
"Oh, Tom", she exclaims.
- It's delicious... - he says, starting to suck it drowningly, feeling on his lips the salty taste of that dream cave.
She presses her head into the middle of his thighs, wanting to sink him there.
- Oh, Tom, my love, you are crazy, you are crazy.
Tom asks you...
- Get on your knees.
She obeys, and she kneels, leaning against the vase, sticking her ass up, because she knows he wants it that way, and she gets wildly excited doing it for him.
Tom kisses her again, Nanda groans convulsively, his tongue runs down the pretty girl's mouthpiece, and opening his buttocks, he inserts his tongue there, lightly poking that blinking hole...Nanda goes mad.
- oooh... does it... oooh, hard-on... hard-on... aaah... she lets it go.
- Oh, Nanda... what a delicious ass you have... - he moans.
- Tom... whoa... you crazy... whoa...
Shortly after, Tom makes her sit down again on the lid of the pot. She opens her thighs to him. And Tom releases the huge, hard, long, throbbing member. Nanda extends her hand and rubs it, totally taken over by the passion of having in her hands that pulsating mast of meat. She turns her head to her little mouthpiece, and whispers to her brother:
- eat me... eat me a lot... fuck your little hand, my love... fuck your little hand a lot...
And Tom plunges deep as they kiss passionately.
Shortly before noon, Tom goes to work. He had left the naked girl in bed. It was quite a "lunch". Nanda woke up there at three o'clock, the bell ringing. He went to answer. To his surprise, it was Priscilla.
- Hi, Nanda... I ran away from the bank, and I came to talk to you... all right?
Nanda's hair was still unkempt, she asked Pri to wait in the living room, then went to clean up, then came back.
- Nanda... I'm going to be busy because I don't have much time... you know, I... I don't even know how to start...
- You can talk, my friend... - says Nanda, fearing the worst.
- It's just that I like... no, I love your brother... I love him too much... I'm crazy about him... we get along... or I think it was until recently... but he's acting weird... he was crazy to be with me before, now there's always something to do...
Pri starts to cry.
(continued)
Scenes from that fiery night came to his mind. He had owned his sister for most of the night. And Nanda had reciprocated with equal ardour and passion. Tom couldn't describe the sensation of having the girl's delicious body tremble at every orgasm she reached (and there were several that night). Nanda smiled in a rather peculiar way... there were restrained moans, but which at times seemed intermittent lamentations... the way she moved her body, the touch of those thick, delicious thighs... the breasts of rich kisses... Tom knew that he would never own a woman like Nanda.
He turned his sister's body so that she stood to one side. He raised one of his thighs, and, all horny with desire, penetrated it deeply. Nanda was sleeping heavily. Tom stood there, getting into a good mood for several minutes, until he poured intensely into that cramped cave. Nanda still did not wake up. So he went to take a shower, and on the way out, he left a note on the dresser.
When the sun's rays entered the room through the curtains, Nanda awoke. Opening her eyes, she found herself naked in that bed. Her mind turned to the night before, and a smile burst from her lips. She stretched out, bending her knees, placing the happy pillow between the beautiful thighs, thick, silky thighs that Tom had kissed almost all night, before making her his in the many times they had made love that delightful night. She smiled as she remembered the day before, when she had to jump through the window like a thief. She had stayed in her room for hours, until Priscilla left. Then Tom had searched for her in her room, where they made love until dawn. She remembered his voice, asking her to stay for four hours... he would penetrate her deeply... he would pull her out of that enormous flesh, and then he would look deeper and deeper into her body... every time he wanted to know if she was crazy.
She looked into the dresser and saw the note. She picked it up and read: "I doubt that anyone has a sister who's tighter than I am. I love you. Do you want to go out with me?" Her heart was filled with happiness. At the bottom of the note, it said: "PS: wait for me in those blue shorts... thongs... no panties"... She rubbed the note on her beautiful breasts, and sat there, dreaming of the moment when they would be together again.
"You little rascal", she said, smiling.
That's where the phone rings.
Tom worked that morning, but with his head turned to his moments with Nanda. He'd had that mishap with Pri. He'd had to fuck her until she left. Then he went to his sister's room, where she was waiting for him, and she gave herself to him with all her passion. They made love all night long, until exhaustion, until they fell asleep. How nice it was to wake up next to that soft, delicious body, brushing against her... he thought.
Pri showed up, smiling.
"Hi, honey, what's the plan for today?" she said excitedly.
- Hi, princess... look, I have that meeting with the guys today... ball club...
- Ah, I know... it's a pity... I was thinking about us...
He gets up and hugs the girl.
- Damn, yesterday was too much... I didn't expect your visit...
And whispering in his ear, I gave you your favorite...
- crazy to eat your ass, hot... again...
- he knows he's yours... only yours...
Pri stroked the boy's hard member under his trousers, and they kissed, but they had to separate because footsteps could be heard from outside the room.
Tom came home for lunch. He didn't see Nanda. He went to his room, walked in, and heard a noise. It was coming from the bathroom. He, with a naughty smile on his lips, approached the door. The characteristic noise of... was Nanda peeing. A huge boner seized him, and he opened the door.
Nanda is caught off guard.
- Tommm!!!! - what is that? - the girl is frightened, the panties tucked in half of the thighs.
- Hmm... nice to see my little hand peeing...
Get out of here. Let's go.
Tom comes in and Nanda tries to put her panties back on.
- Damn, Nanda... how hot you are... - he says, rubbing his protruding limb under his pants.
- Tom, you're not supposed to do that, you lunatic!
She had her shorts at her feet and her panties between her thighs. Tom looks at her with extreme desire. He crouches over her, his face against his beautiful sister's hairy, moist vulva.
- Sister... have a seat... - he says.
She, still surprised, lowers the lid of the vase, and sits on it. He pulls her a little towards him, by the legs, so that she is slightly tilted back. Tom takes off his panties for good. She understands what he wants. And she thinks he's crazy. Tom inhales the smell of urine coming from his vulva, and sees that the inside of his thighs is also wet... he doesn't restrain himself and licks it, literally.
"Oh, Tom", she exclaims.
- It's delicious... - he says, starting to suck it drowningly, feeling on his lips the salty taste of that dream cave.
She presses her head into the middle of his thighs, wanting to sink him there.
- Oh, Tom, my love, you are crazy, you are crazy.
Tom asks you...
- Get on your knees.
She obeys, and she kneels, leaning against the vase, sticking her ass up, because she knows he wants it that way, and she gets wildly excited doing it for him.
Tom kisses her again, Nanda groans convulsively, his tongue runs down the pretty girl's mouthpiece, and opening his buttocks, he inserts his tongue there, lightly poking that blinking hole...Nanda goes mad.
- oooh... does it... oooh, hard-on... hard-on... aaah... she lets it go.
- Oh, Nanda... what a delicious ass you have... - he moans.
- Tom... whoa... you crazy... whoa...
Shortly after, Tom makes her sit down again on the lid of the pot. She opens her thighs to him. And Tom releases the huge, hard, long, throbbing member. Nanda extends her hand and rubs it, totally taken over by the passion of having in her hands that pulsating mast of meat. She turns her head to her little mouthpiece, and whispers to her brother:
- eat me... eat me a lot... fuck your little hand, my love... fuck your little hand a lot...
And Tom plunges deep as they kiss passionately.
Shortly before noon, Tom goes to work. He had left the naked girl in bed. It was quite a "lunch". Nanda woke up there at three o'clock, the bell ringing. He went to answer. To his surprise, it was Priscilla.
- Hi, Nanda... I ran away from the bank, and I came to talk to you... all right?
Nanda's hair was still unkempt, she asked Pri to wait in the living room, then went to clean up, then came back.
- Nanda... I'm going to be busy because I don't have much time... you know, I... I don't even know how to start...
- You can talk, my friend... - says Nanda, fearing the worst.
- It's just that I like... no, I love your brother... I love him too much... I'm crazy about him... we get along... or I think it was until recently... but he's acting weird... he was crazy to be with me before, now there's always something to do...
Pri starts to cry.
(continued)
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