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She came inside room and search for me and call my name and she saw on pc xxx movie was playing she saw and shocked for few mint and stand there only and watching the movie after sometime she also got horny and think because of her actions and I came towards her and touched her.She shocked and told what is all this and I replied I want to make love with you that’s why I have done all this and she told this is not right you are my brother. I replied I am not your own brother and we can do you will enjoy it but she refuse to do.I grab her with my hands and kiss her on cheeks and she refuse to take kiss and shakes their head like a to and fro motion with my right hand I grip hers face and with left hand grabs both the hands of her and now I can easily kiss her first.I kiss her on cheeks then eyes and then on lips her lips like a orange. I kissed her with passionately suck her upper lips after kissing some time she also responding to my kiss. I became mad and wild kissing her and I bite. The unbelievable desire and anticipation running throughout her body triggered something in her to grab my hair and push my head gently into her wet pussy. I began swirling my tongue over her engorged clit with quick circles, then slower ones. Meghna’s hand remained on my head while she moaned uncontrollably at the sensation of my whirling tongue.She moved against my tongue as she orgasm with such force it made her scream. I wanted so badly to feel her pussy gripping my throbbing cock. To my pleasure, Meghna pulled me by my arm up to her face and removed my boxers. She muttered something like a “yes” as she led my pulsating cock to her awaiting pussy. I began to fuck her slowly, sliding myself in and out of her while her hands moved to my lower back, pushing me in deeper and deeper.With our moans filling the empty office, I pumped in and out of her harder and harder. I felt myself reaching closer and closer to an orgasm as her whimpers became more frequent. I ran my hands on her.
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