Elisa had her face buried in the side of my neck and was giving a continuous mix of a whine and moan, she was gripping my shirt as tightly as possible, and her legs were clamped tight around my hand. Indian Sex Elisa collapsed with a thick rope of semen stretching between my quickly-deflating cock and her pussy. We were a half-hour late, due to a not-so-quick quickie in the car. She was blushing so much that it looked like she had a burning fever, and she was gripping the knot in the towel so tightly that the veins in her wrist bulged. She didn’t say a word, instead letting her tears speak for her. I woke up at four in the morning and yawned. I’m just tired.” With the two of us on our sides, I wrapped my arms around my little sister’s slender frame and held her close, enjoying the feeling of her back against my bare chest. I can’t take it anymore, you’re driving me crazy!” my little sister moaned.
