He twisted around until he could bring both hands into play between her legs then with one he cupped her cunt and the other rested on her pelvis. He pressed two fingers into his sister’s wet warm hole while he sought her clit with the thumb of the other hand. Mandy arched her back and gasped a sharp breath. Her eyes were closed but her body was in motion. She was reveling in the sensations radiating through her from the center of her crescendoing lust. His fingers were long and the tips of them were pressuring her g-spot and the thumb on her clit was driving her up a mountain of pleasure toward a rapturous peak. Mandy pulled a leg off her brother’s lap then dropped her foot to the floor which caused the junction of her thighs to widen allowing him more room to fondle asian her. She was beginning to spasm, sharp jolts of sexual charges were shocking her repeatedly causing her amateur to yip short bursts of ecstasy. She grabbed a sofa pillow at his side then moved it over her face. It would not be a good family gathering if she woke their parents. She wrapped her arms over the pillow and continued to bark her pleasure. He fingered his sister for another minute or so until she arched high off the cushion, his fingers drove into her as far as he could then Mandy’s ass started to shake. The position of her arms caused the robe to open more so her stiff nipples peeked at him as she vibrated. The pillow muffled her climatic outburst as her cunt began to drip her orgasm. His fingers and hand were covered with her discharge indian when she loosened enough to relax back to the sofa. Mandy moved the pillow from her face and stared up at him with shock and awe. She was speechless; she had nothing to say that would convey the mixed feelings she was experiencing. She just had a quick strong orgasm which was great but he who caused it was her own fucking brother! She sat up on the sofa, pulled her gown closed then put a hand on his cheek. Mandy couldn’t decide if she should slap the crap out of him or give him a kiss. She opted for a hand stroke on his face then left for her room. “So yummy!” I groaned, my bowels clenching down on Yen's cock. I then jammed my tongue in her bottom tasting her funky juices then back to her pussy. That told me that Jonathan and Marylou had indian arrived. Mentally I’m kicking myself for not taking a chance, but I suck up, along with the last of my food and drink, and decide to head back to Greg’s place. She could feel her body trembling as she awaited the amateur next spank, but it didn’t come. Even her eyes got wide. My mind-control had let her be so open about being a whore. I led them through the house and Mike settled into the easy chair with the television remote. asian My mind was not my own. But oddly, he could almost smell her pussy from where he sitting.