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" She pointed her toes at the ceiling, slid the skimpy triangle up.Perry finished the job, tossed the damp material to the side. He hooked her knees, pressed them back against her boobs. Her heady scent flooded his nostrils. He leaned over, licked her from anus to clit. Her sweet juices detonated across his tongue. He slathered up and down, snacking on her entire gash."Ah, yes, eat me brother!" Barbie exhorted him."Mmmm, delicious!" He hummed.Barbie pulled the triangles covering her bountiful breasts aside, exposing her erect pink nipples. She tugged and pinched them while watching Perry feast on her tight, tasty fuck-folds. He looked like a hound bathing its young as he attempted to inspect every nook and cranny in her crack. The wonderful sensations drove her rapidly to the first orgasm. He was welcome to lavish her body all day long.Perry loved how sweet his sister's flesh tasted. She was the ripest, most mouth-watering peach ever. Her cunt-juice buzzed his head with lust. He. " Rosy ... Please." I hissed sharply.Her smile got wider. She brought her lips closer to me."Little bro..." She whispered. "Can't you see. She's ready for you. Get ready to be a mother fucker."She brought her lips to mine and gently kissed me."After the dad's gone, I shall remain inside my room ... you're free to make a move, that is if you want to."Then she was gone leaving me alone at the table. I sat there silently, listening to my heavily beating heartbeats.I went to the living room and watched a cricket match, waiting for my dad to leave.After about half an hour, dad went for his shop. Mom saw him off at the door. I heard the door closing and then the sound of footsteps as my mother went back to her bedroom.I waited for some time and then came out of the living room. Rosy was nowhere to be seen. Her door was closed. As promised she had locked herself inside her room.I noiselessly went over to my parent's bedroom. The door was ajar. I looked inside but it appeared empty. My heart.
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