The guy’s name was apparently Nikhil since Anjali moaned it more than once, and he was wearing your average jeans and a t-shirt. He looked pretty bi... though. My guess would be that he was a football player or something athletic. Like I said, Anjali and I were not very close so I was not going to run in there like some moron and “save” my sister. I was planning to watch the show, and from the looks of it, my sister was really going to be ridden hard very soon. As he kissed her, Nikhil slipped. It was pleasure such as I had never imagined. What I had felt with my shipmates paled by comparison. Not even Isshu have given me such ecstasy. This wasn’t the slow build up of pleasure that I was used to. This was an onslaught the burned through me like molten fire, burning within and without as I writhed and moaned, my nipples so swollen I thought they might burst, my cunt and my clit almost volcanic, the pressure within me building higher and higher until I thought I might go mad with it,. More

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