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She put a hand on the bulge of his erection and stroked it strongly a few times then dipped her hand under the elastic of his shorts and helped him pull them down. Kit went up and over Betty, she moved her legs wide apart so her half-brother could take her. Both had been anticipating this moment, both were flowing with nature’s oils, the head of Kit’s cock slipped up and down her slit, she gasped a breath, her fingers dented his shoulders. Kit angled his cock to push into her, she met him with an upward movement then felt when he penetrated her virginity. It hurt, it didn’t hurt, it was thrilling, it was scary. Up until two nights before had Betty never thought of Kit sexually, but when she realized he was as deep into her as he could be, she swooned with desire and need. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down until he was lying fully on her, he wrapped his arms around her back, cupped her ass in his hands then gave his full attention to turning his little sister into a woman. The girl wasn’t thinking, her only focus was on what Kit was doing to her. His every movement, the very touch of his body on hers caused her to sink deeper and deeper into a well of passion, she was drowning in the sensual sensations radiating from his erection throughout her body. She’d talked often of sex with her friends but until that moment she couldn’t relate what she heard to what she felt. Her fingers dented his broad shoulders, her breath couldn’t come fast enough. She needed air, she sucked deep breaths of cool night air but the fires within fanned even higher. Betty opened her eyes and looked up at the boy fucking her and began to convulse with shocks of ecstasy. “Oh – Ohh – OOhh ---”, Kit pressed a hand over her mouth while she moaned through the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. The jolts, the cramps, the intense thrills seemed endless as she slapped her hands to the bed and arched her back, her pussy flowed with lust as she came. He pulled out and rolled off her, she flipped to her stomach, pulled a pillow over her head then remained quiet while random sexual seizures caused shivers up and down her spine, between her legs. For a full minute she kept her face hidden, because as she came down from the sexual high, she began to feel embarrassment and modesty for what they had done. Kit began to rub her girlfriend back, moving his hand in small circles as it moved down her back until he was caressing her butt. He put his mouth next to the pillow, “Betty?” She lifted the pillow high enough she could see him. He smiled, pushed the pillow higher and kissed her on the corner of her lips. “That was fuckin awesome girl.” He didn’t seem at all concerned or distressed that he had just taken her virginity. She pulled the pillow off, lifted up to look at the closed bedroom door then turned to him, she put her finger to her lips, “Shhh” she puffed quietly, then kissed him fully on the mouth, definitely not with a sisterly kiss. He put his arms around her and pulled her tight against him. Kit hadn’t finished so his cock was still a steel pole pressed against her stomach. Betty felt the pressure on her skin then pulled her head back and whispered “Do you have to do it again?” She was again showing her naivety. Kit didn’t answer her verbally, he pushed her to her back once more, mounted over her and slipped back into the hot velvet center of her body. When he couldn’t push any deeper, he bent his head and kissed her, “Yes.” Betty’s eyes flared wide, she smiled sensuously, she was no longer embarrassed, “Okay” she offered eagerly. Kit knew this was Betty’s first sexual adventure, that this Indian Girls Fucking was all new to her, so he fucked her without working up her andi passion by necking, petting, or prolonged seduction. She was content to lie on her back and let him use her. It took her half-brother another eleven minutes to reach his limit. Kit’s balls clenched, his cock convulsed then he pulled out of the girl and came in her pubic hair, on her pubis. She licked her lips then pulled him down for a deep, tender kiss, the cum between their stomachs smeared as a lotion into their skins. As she lay next to him Betty realized the quilt was crumpled, half off the bed, but she wasn’t cold. She hesitated for a moment. Tina had truly suffered for her actions but maybe there was hope if she did things right from now on. I asked, “Why did Alex leave you and Miruna?” The last step was to clear out the holdouts in the basement. "No, Lilith! The plump lips of her pussy was covered by her panties, pulled up tightly between them Indian Girls Fucking making a nice camel toe image. We had to act fast. Instead of babbling constantly like a good girl should when in a company she was typing away on her phone. If I died in that right moment, I would be a worthy death. None of my cum would escape as the breast swelled. I don’t know how long the power will be out.” “Do you know how many of them there were?” IT didn’t take long for him to cum also, moaning out and pulling my hips closer to him as his girlfriend load shot deep inside me. andi The smooth voice of the announcer warned that the white zone was for loading and unloading only echoed around us. Then she bit her lip.

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