Amateur Indian daughter and her daughter have a fuck session (New! 15 Jan 2018)

“Mallory and I played Truth or Dare.” “Really? Just you and your sister? Why?” “I don’t really know,” Elsie blushed. “I guess I was still turned on from…” She leaned in so close she had practically prostrated herself across the lunch table and whispered, “when you ate my pussy yesterday.” Brie grimaced. She barely recalled her actions when she was in her cum-dumb, super-orgasmic haze. Elsie’s mention of her eating Oliver’s cum out of her vagina did bring a glimmer of a memory back, though. Elsie sat back. “And, well, you know Mallory and I have been close in the past. When your mom dropped me off last night, your little incident was all my sister could talk about.” “Oh great,” said Brie wryly. She swallowed a lump in her throat, partially because, once again, her lewd behavior was Elsie’s central conversation with her sibling, but also because she was curiously interested in the Brannigan sisters’ risqué game. Elsie continued. Hardcore “Recounting to Mallory indian what you had done made me very turned on all over again; and she’s so low-key horny all the time, I just knew I could convince her to have a bit of fun with some dares.” The young girl’s eyes flitted back and forth. “I mean even so, I still figured we would just end up jilling off together like we have in the past, not go as far as—” Brie interrupted, “You’re going to talk about this here? Now?” Elsie grinned. “C’mon, no one’s paying attention to us. Look.” Brie glanced around the lunchroom nervously. “For the first time today,” she admitted. “Okay, so do you want to hear about it, or is it going to, you know, set off your ‘super-power’?” Brie searched her feelings and was surprised to discover that Elsie’s lead-up had not flipped on her super-orgasmic switch. While she couldn’t help feeling a little turned on by the prospect of listening to her friend’s Truth or Dare story, she did sense a distinct stability in her mind and body. She hesitantly began to trust that maybe her dad’s cum last night was an effective antidote, after all, just like her mom said she would be. Maybe it was safe to talk about sexy things and her nerves wouldn’t get the best of her. She batted her eyes. What? My tits swayed in my bodice, my nipples rubbing against the black silk. I wanted to apologize, but a futa stepped out of the indian restroom. - Incoming! She wore her red hair held back by a kerchief tied around her head. "Yes, Grace. "I'm serious though. I looked over just moving my head, but making no noise. Some time had passed since the encounter with Haley and Katie but Katie was always on my mind. Keep repeating it and squeeze her tits harder and harder as well.” Jimmy followed my instructions with relish. As the class watched intently, three girls rushed up to her, two blocked the class's view and the other helped her dress. And after a couple of minutes, I finally told him, "Hey, man. It's my turn." I couldn’t see the point because they were see-through and you could see my legs and granny style knickers. Another hand descended on her pubic mound, which worked its way to her clit, and a thumb and forefinger roughly pinched it, and she cried out in desire Hardcore and surprise. CHAPTER 2 I let my eyes feast on her naked beauty. The last time I saw Jody was during Brooke’s graduation weekend. Sara sighed. “What are you saying then?”