Indian newly married couple enjoying their Honeymoon Part 3

“Let's get you naked,” I panted, stroking her cock. “I want to see you.” My futa-girlfriend gave me a shy smile and then she rose up, her cock still in my grasp, her skirt bunched around her waist. She glanced at the alcove. There was only a thin indian sliver you could see of the outside world. No one came around here. It was the side of the college. Then she pulled off her blouse. She popped it right off, her breasts spilling out. Like many futas, she didn't bother with a bra. I bit my lip, my pussy growing hotter as I stared at her little titties. There was something just so special about a futa's breasts. They looked just like a girl's, but they belonged to a futa with a throbbing dick. That made them hot. My pussy clenched as I amateur drank in the firm shape. They had a slight jiggle as she worked off her skirt, sliding it over her futa-cock. It sprang back out, flicking a drop of precum that splashed onto my belly. She drew down her panties next, pulling off her shoes and socks in the process. She was as naked as me, her body a lovely shade of golden-brown flesh. “Mi futa-florecita,” I moaned, using my pet name for her. My futa-flower. “You're breathtaking.” “And you're not, mi sirenita?” she purred as she settled between my thighs, her futa-dick bobbing before her. I smiled in delight. “I'm so ready for you,” I moaned as she leaned over me, naked. Her pigtails framed her sexy face. She was so beautiful. Just the most gorgeous futa in the world. I grabbed her girl-dick again. “I want this in me. So much.” I pulled her to my pussy. To my virgin flesh. I was ready to lose it. To be claimed by her. It would be magical. I just knew it. "Brother how indian would he know? "Follow me" my mother said and walked over to the living room, leaving her coffee on the table, my sister and I obediently following her. It’s just sex. I whimpered, my hips wiggling, rubbing against the older woman's flesh. It was firm and round, not skinny and flat like a lot of the younger women I see amateur walking around these days. Being used, fucked hard, then fed cum… that’s my kink. It’s nice to meet you.” I extend my hand. "You look nice today, Lindsay," spoke James, shifting the conversation away from pleasantries and small talk, "You did something different with your hair, didn't you?" As a ran my hand over his ass, I felt the strength of his butt muscles and the perfect roundness that an athlete has. If you are ever not satisfied, then please kill me any way you please. Ahh-..?” She was just jealous that her brother wanted to see my tits and not hers. I moaned about Clint's dick. “No panties?