"I never knew you had such a nice cock," she said, finally. I still couldn't respond. She made an O with her finger and thumb, and gripped my cock, using only those two fingers, tightly, around the most sensitive part of the shaft, just below the base of my head. Slowly, she began to move her fingers up and down, not sliding them across the surface of the skin, but actually gripping the skin and moving it up and down against the stiff inner workings of my cock. I gasped. Scarlett slithered her tongue into my ear, and it felt like my brain was invaded by some wet, crackling mollusc. I was engulfed. A jolt of pure pleasure surged through every nerve in my body, as Scarlett skilfully worked my control knob with her fingers and murmured slurpy nothings directly into my brain. But the stimulus soon grew too much, and I had to escape her tongue. I fell back into a reclining position, propped on my elbows, but my elbows trembled and gave way, and I fell all the Bhabhi way back into the grass, squirming and shuddering as Scarlett continued to work my cock. "Do you mind if I use my saliva?" Scarlett asked, politely. "Yes! Yes!" I shouted, simply agreeing to whatever she'd said. She went "pfthhhh!" like she was trying to spit with some force, indian but instead, her spit dribbled weakly over her lower lip and splattered straight down onto my thigh. "Girls don't know how to spit", I said. She tried again, "pfthhhh!" and hit my belly, "pfthhhh!" my thigh again, "pfthhhh!" my other thigh, and then she missed me entirely, "pfthhhh!" After that, she paused, and with a determined look on her face, swished her jaw around for a full minute or so, gathering up a great frothy mouthful of saliva. Leaning forward, she hovered just above my cock, made a little spout with her lips, and drizzled a thin trickle of sticky drool all up and down my throbbing member. The spreading warmth and wetness felt good. It tickled as oozed down through the hairs on my balls. Scarlett abandoned her two-fingered grip and wrapped her whole hand around my now well-lubricated cock. She continued to drool between her knuckles as her hand bobbed on my slippery rod, till my whole crotch was drenched in her juices. She placed her free hand on my belly, and seemed to be using like a seismograph, measuring the tremors in my muscles as she worked me toward orgasm. In that way, she brought me right to the dizzy edge several times, and then, maddeningly, backed off at the critical second. I couldn't take it. I began to buck my desi hips wildly, trying to fuck her hand. But she simply let go and smiled at me." "Do you mind if I try something?" she asked. "What?" I gasped. "I've never done this before," she said. And then she bent forward and took the very tip of my cock, very gingerly, between her lips. It was literally just a few millimeters, not even the whole head. But my sister was sucking my cock! "Oh, yes, Scarlett! Yes!" I moaned. I wanted her to give me a proper blowjob, but she just held the tip of my cock between her lips like that while she slid two fingers up and down the underside of my shaft, making them all slippery with her spit. I kneel onto the bed pointing my cock at her mouth, “Suck on me again.” Jenny looks up at me, her mouth opening then eagerly sucks the head onto her mouth and she begins using it like a pacifier. “Was that exciting?” Heather said this morning she knew her mother and brother would not be home so she went downstairs in her robe and nothing else on. I captured the elusive Australian Brown Starfish! Do my breasts excite you, John?" We both stared at each other, she was just as surprised as I was. " said Lisa. And Harrison told Chelle she was welcome to use his wife as her toy, and so desi Chelle eagerly humped Karen's face. My Brother Dave came home from university and we made up for lost time because l was now on the pill he was happier about dumping his sweet load in me every fuck, l didn’t tell him of my plan to get fucked by all the male members of Bhabhi our family and my father was the next cock l needed to tick him off of my list but it was how to get his cock in my pussy. I obliged and as I took off my indian boxers I watched as her hand slid between her legs and spread her pussy lips. “Oh, Mom, yes, yes, jam that tongue into me. Ooh, you are such a whore.