I dream about my cousin, as an escort girl in Istanbul

I have always loved to travel out of town. And what was my joy when I
found out that my stepsister is also going to visit relatives! Beautiful,
slim figure, a third size of the breast, like escort girls from Istanbul,
this lovely tanned face, the lips, where I wanted to plunge my cock and never
remove. And her ass… Oh, this tight ass of escort model I wanted from my youth,
slept and watched as the elastic, juicy nut will be in my hands.

Then came the day of departure. We got up early in the morning, came and went on the
train. Paid for the ticket, sat in the train. We’re going to ride the next three hours,
so I took out a book and plunged into reading. And Kira as usual, buried in her smartphone,
and was looking in it. I noticed her light blouse. Under it hardly guessed a black bra with lace,
like Istanbul escort girls wear.

Now I was staring at her slender legs. They were covered with gray tights. I looked up and continued to read.
Sometime later, we reached the village where our relatives lived. The next morning,
Kira was resting – she changed into a bikini, frankly, as a model escort and was
lying on a chaise lounge, fully giving herself the sun’s rays. I tried not to look at her.

As a result, in the evening, I was not even tired. In the village, everyone go to sleep
early. After ten p.m. sounds subside, and August evening plunges into deep darkness.

But I tried not to fall asleep – on the contrary, I have maintained a mind to wait until Kira
falls asleep. House was small and we were put in one room. Sister went to bed, and I
slept on the carpet, covered with a blanket. After a while, I waited – Kira started to
breathe deeply, which meant that she was asleep.

I was not too afraid that Kira would wake up from my touch. I pulled back the blanket and
carefully stood up, rubbing my penis. The bed on which sister was sleeping stood near the window,
so the whole bed and the room was brightly lit with moon. Kira slept on her side. Her quilt ridden
and the moonlight illuminated her juicy ass, like of an escort girl. Two beautiful ovals, tapered
with black stripe in the middle strings beckoned me. I quietly approached and touched the buttocks
with my hand. Then I began to feel and stroke the sweet elastic ass. My cock stood up and swollen
as swelled never before. I slipped under the thong with my cock against her thigh, slowly moving to
the sister’s ass.

Now it’s time for her breasts. I gently and very slowly turned back to Kira. Even in a dream, she
was beautiful! I felt her breasts and her rubbed nipples, bent down and kissed them. I looked at

Kira’s face – she was sleeping peacefully. Then I took her soft, delicate hand and stroked with it
my hot and swollen cock. I gently placed her hand on the bed and walked over to Kira’s head. I
very much wanted to fuck her in the mouth. Turning her to myself, I dipped a finger into the soft
lips and came across teeth. Somehow her mouth opened and my dick got stuck in her mouth. It came
halfway out of the fact that Kira’s mouth closed and teeth closed on the penis. Again, her mouth
slightly opened, I began to immerse the head further and reached the throat.

Do it with an Escort girl Kira in Istanbul

At this point, my heart jumped and sank – the sister choked my cock, her eyes opened. She woke up!
I was stunned and did not move from this turn of events, and my sister also was looking at me with
my dick in her mouth! I put a finger to her lips. She frowned, trying to comprehend what is happening.

And then, the whole sexual situation pushed me to the following steps. I just started to fuck her
in the mouth. She closed her lips on my cock and moaned slightly. I watched as she allows me to
fuck her there. Then I just blew off the roof – I took Kira’s head, lifted it, and with all the
speed began to batter her with my cock in her throat. Her eyes widened, and her hands rested against
my body. She’s calling the black kettle, but I did not stop. This attack did not last long.

I cum into the mouth of Kira. I pulled my penis out of her mouth, and then I put back the pants.
I sat down on my knees. Kira was trying to catch her breath at the time and wipe the tears from
her eyes that appeared during “swotting”.

– Kira? – I whispered.
She looked at me.
– I liked it.
I looked at her: she smiled at me with her lips…