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My Rakhi Sister, Swati – Part 4 – My Milk-Sister Asha free porn video
“You are so lucky, Asa yaar!” “How many times have I told you”, Asha reached over and squeezed my left nut, “don’t call me that!” “Aaaah, aaaah! Leggo! Bitch!” I took my hands off Swati’s boobs and pried Asha’s fingers off my balls. “Lagta hai!” I whined, pouting petulantly as Asha smirked back, “I hate that name! Stop calling me that!” “Asa, Asa, Asa!” I yelled back, and ran to hide behind Swati as Asha lunged at me from the couch. “Arre yaar, chhodo na! Lets finish the milking”, Swati told Asha, giggling, as I playfully hid behind her, cradling her boobs in my palms from behind. “And Baby, stop calling her that!” “Haan, didi”, I said, coming back in front of her with a huge pout. “Now apologize to your girlfriend and kiss and make up”, she said grinning. “Sorry, Asha”, I said, playfully pouting, and shuffled over to her, leaned over, and kissed her deep. “Just remember,” Asha said at the end of the kiss, smiling and reaching over to squeeze my balls, “these are mine! Now go finish milking your sister”, she gave my balls another squeeze as I giggled and moved back to sit in front of Swati.
“I hate you, nonetheless, you know!” I said, as I resumed massaging Swati’s boobs like I would a cow’s udders. “You got to milk Swati’s boobs for over two months now, since she discovered how you were just as perverted as her.” “Oh, sweetie”, Asha laughed evilly, “I got to drink from her boobs daily!” she stuck her tongue out at me as I glared at her. “Fuck you! She is my sister, and I won’t share you with her”, I retorted, hugging a giggling Swati as Asha laughed more. “Feels so good to have your hands on my boobs Baby, I missed you a lot these past six months, especially when I went for the latest abortion.” “I love you, Swati didi”, I said, getting just as sentimental as she, “I promise, you won’t ever have to go for an abortion by yourself anymore”. The milk finally started squirting from Swati’s breast as I held the glass up to collect it. Swati and I just looked into each other’s eyes lovingly, as Asha quietly let us have our intimate moment.
As I filled the first glass and picked up the second, I figured Asha must be getting bored and uncomfortable, so I decided to start chatting again. “How did you even figure out that Asha is a perv?” “Oh you must thank the very lovely udders you are milking, for that!” Asha chimed, as Swati closed her eyes and moaned when I squeezed her nipples a little too hard. “Madam’s lactating funbags tend to leak quite often, given that she couldn’t milk them regularly during the day when I’m around. She obviously couldn’t wear nursing bras.” “And wearing a bra is a bloody pain when you are lactating and need to go milk boobs regularly”, Swati joined in. “So obviously I used to roam around without a bra, but I used to tape cotton balls onto my nipples.” “So much effort, just because I want to drink your lovely breast milk? I’m really sorry baby!” I said, genuinely horrified at the effort she was putting in for my stupid whim. “Oh, shush! Fool! I love doing it for you!” She kissed me, then continued.
“One especially leaky weekend, I forgot to change my cotton balls overnight and slept off.” “And you know how sound a sleeper our milkybar is”, Asha jumped back into the story. By now, I had finished filling the second glass, and started with the third. “I woke up early on Sunday and was generally roaming around the house horny; this guy I was to hook up with last night had cancelled and I hadn’t had sex in days! I thought I’ll borrow Swati’s dildo, After all, I’ve done it in the past without her knowledge.
So I walked into her room.” “Only to find your lovely sister sleeping with two big, round, wet patches on her tee. I had just stirred, but was too lazy to even open my eyes, when Asha had walked in. I was about to mumble a ‘good morning’, when I felt Asha reach over and squeeze my left boob!” “It was incredible, dude! Here was my roommate – the sexiest piece of ass I ever had for a roommate – with a wet patch on her BOOBS! And she was asleep – or so I thought. Obviously I had to squeeze them funbags after that!” Asha reached over to squeeze Swati’s right boob, which I had just milked dry, and continued.
“And trust me, the moment I saw that patch grow bigger as I squeezed the softest tit in the world, I knew I was in roommate heaven.” Swati giggled at that, and I picked up a bowl to collect the remaining milk after the three glasses I just filled up. “I was shocked that she was lactating. I had no explanation of why or how she was, but I knew I had to have that nectar.” “She simply pulled my tee up, ripped my tapes off, and began sucking at them like a traveller in the desert sucking an empty canteen for water.
I knew we were going to be fuckbuddies forever after that, so I just quietly put my arms around your milk-sister as she suckled on my breasts, and we’ve been fucking ever since.” I finished milking Swati dry and moved back as Swati lost control and jumped on Asha.
As Asha slid the other end of the double-ended dildo she was fucking herself with into Swati’s pussy and my rakhi sister and milk sister began their coital relationship, I sat back grinning, jacking off. “Ahem”, Asha said, after their first orgasm – which they managed to achieve within minutes, “bhaiyya”, she called out to me, fluttering her eyes in a playfully demure manner, “choot toh meri Swati maaregi, par gaand abhi bhi khaali hai”, she said, both girls giggling. I jumped onto her and gleefully slid my cock into her, barely giving her sphincter any time to relax and take me in. In no time, all three of our sweaty bodies collapsed onto each other’s in exhaustion as we all came. “Happy rakhi, Baby”, Swati said, as we hugged each other and smothered Asha between us.
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My Rakhi Sister, Swati – Part 4 – My Milk-Sister Asha
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