Charming Indian Woman

“I can’t get at it.”
Elisa’s eyes widened with fear. She was wearing a white night gown and was struggling to get free of Carly, but her tall older sister easily overpowered her. XXX They’re coming home early. Elisa wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, moaning in my ear every time my manhood was driven deep inside her. I sucked on her fingers, savoring the bittersweet taste of the liquid, and Jenny sucked on Carly’s nipples. I then began squeezing her breasts, making her hum in pleasure. She held onto my hand tightly, almost as if she were trying to wrap it around herself like a blanket. She was blushing so much that her body seemed to be glowing, but the expression on her face showed pain. After all, that’s the way it’s always going to be for me.”
“But Elisa—”
“Get out!”
Reluctantly, I stepped out of her room and closed the door, leaving her to cry into her pillow.