The air was thick with desire and the scent of passion as Along and Fariz, driven by an unyielding lust, engaged in a carnal dance. Their eyes, heavy-lidded with desire, locked in a gaze that promised a release from the torment of their yearning. With a slow, deliberate motion, Along guided Fariz into her, his penis sliding effortlessly into her sopping hole, a testament to the depth of their desire.
"Ahh!" Along's moan was a melody of pleasure, her body arching as Fariz's rapid thrusts sent waves of ecstasy through her. His hands gripped her waist, the force of his movements causing her to cry out again, a mix of pleasure and pain.
"Along, I can't... I can't hold back!" Fariz's groan was raw, his face contorted in a mix of pleasure and agony. His teeth were clenched, his eyes closed tightly as he gave into the pleasure.
"Neither can I, Alang! Oh, the feeling... it's too much!" Along's words were interrupted by another moan, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
The room was filled with their cries of pleasure, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing off the walls. Their passion was a symphony, a performance of raw, unadulterated desire.
As their movements became more frantic, Angah and Atih, their siblings, watched with a mix of envy and awe. Their eyes were fixed on the union of their siblings, the sight of their bodies moving as one, a perfect rhythm of flesh and desire.
"Look at them, Atih! They're so lost in each other!" Angah's voice was filled with a longing, a desire to experience such raw passion.
"I know, Angah. I can't help but feel jealous. Along is so lucky to have Alang." Atih's voice was soft, her gaze never leaving the passionate display before her.
Unaware of their audience, Along and Fariz continued their dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Along's pussy gripped Fariz's cock, her walls contracting around him, a silent plea for more.
"Oh God, Along! You feel so good!" Fariz's words were a mixture of breathless pleas and moans, his body responding to her every move.
"Alang, I... I can't stop!" Along's voice was a mere whisper, her body trembling as the orgasm built within her.
Their movements became more frantic, their cries more desperate. Fariz's scrotum, plump and tight, bounced with each thrust, a testament to his passion.
"I'm going to cum, Along! I can't hold back any longer!" Fariz's words were a warning, a plea for her to join him in release.
"Oh yes, Alang! Cum with me! I can't... I can't take much more!" Along's body shook, her eyes closed tightly as she surrendered to the pleasure.
In a moment of perfect synchronization, they came, their bodies shuddering and shaking as they cried out in ecstasy. Their cries filled the room, a symphony of pleasure, a release from the depths of their being.
As their bodies relaxed, a satisfied smile spread across their faces. They lay there, spent, their hearts still pounding from the intensity of their passion.
"That... that was incredible, Alang." Along's voice was soft, her breath still heavy.
"Yes, it was. I've never felt anything like that, Along. You're pussy is incredible." Fariz's words were sincere, his gaze filled with adoration.
Unbeknownst to them, Angah and Atih had witnessed their passionate encounter, their envy a silent companion. They too yearned for such a connection, a release from their own desires with Fariz.
The room was filled with the aftermath of passion, the air thick with the scent of dick and pussy juice and the memory of pleasure. Along and Fariz, their bodies sated, lay there, a testament to the power of desire and the beauty of sibling love.
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