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But Tabatha maintains a slow, grinding pace that is almost hypnotic in the dark. Finally, I just relax and let her do what she wants with me. I am not fucking her. She is fucking me. That simple act of relaxing and letting go seems to allow even more blood to flow into my cock. I can feel the eye of my cock flaring open deep inside Tabatha’s pussy and a heavy flow of pre-cum pulses out of me like a mini orgasm. Tabatha stops to grind herself on me for longer than usual. Her breathing sounds desperate. The head of my cock feels high and dry in some space at the other end of her vagina. It feels impossibly deep. I imagine that I am in her uterus and that my semen will squirt directly onto her ovaries. My whole body stiffens behind a squirt that is almost painful. My hips buck, but Tabatha is still grinding against me and she stifles my thrusts in a way that makes the second Hardcore and third squirts as intense and desperate as the first. I am clutching her thighs and I realise that they are shuddering in my grip. Without knowing what’s happening, I am instinctively turned on even more and we hold our hips together as I keep blasting my cum deep inside her. We are gasping and grunting together in a way that seems too loud for 3am. When it’s over, she collapses hot and sweaty on my indian chest, which heaves under her as I try to get my breath back. She is panting too. Her little body feels light on mine. My cock is spent, but stays hard inside her. There is a God-awful mess oozing back out of her and down over my balls. We are too exhausted to move or do anything about it. Only now does it occur to me that I just fucked my sister without a condom. But as we lie there in the darkness, my heart pounding against hers, but slowing, and her breast heaving against mine, but easing, my body slips silently from the frenzy of orgasm into the stillness of sleep, with my little sister asleep on top of me. I had a cousin that was acting a little strange. ‘Isabelle...it’s ok…’ Darius reached out his arm, and tenderly separated her legs. What’s up? He laughed lightly and said, “I guess I will just have to divide my attention slightly.” He then split in two and one of him walked forward and seated himself behind the wheel while the other motioned for them to take seats around the table. And we have the next three days to see if that could be so. Diamond would not be a gentle lover. So, I left them to their T.V. interests and wandered off to my office. This was a very good sign. My breasts and Hardcore nipples were pawed roughly as a cock was poking my cheek. The indian two of them would look so cute together. “I am a Gentlewoman!” Miss Hastings protested.