Marga Omar & Selena

have a sister a year older than me. My sister studied at night school because my father had died young and we had to work. We worked during the day and went to school at night. My sister was a year ahead of me. We always told each other everything; we had no secrets. One day she told me that a new student had joined her class. He was Black and wore a cologne that smelled intoxicating. On weekends, they would get together at a friend’s house when their parents went to their country house. When they put on slow music, Omar, that was the Black student’s name, asked my sister to dance. He took her by the waist and pulled her towards him. The first thing that caught her attention was how good he smelled, and the second thing she noticed was a bulge in his leg, which he tried to guide to his pubic area. Once he had it in place, he moved his hips with such skill that he brought her to climax with just the touches. Then they went into a room. He pulled down his pants, and before her eyes appeared an enormous penis that ... She was scared, she said it wouldn’t fit in her body. Omar told her to at least try. She told him to lie down on the floor, and Marga, which is my sister’s name, took his cock and rubbed it against her pussy, which started to drip with pleasure. Marga took his cock and centered it at her pussy and tried to get on top of him, but his dick was so thick it looked like a peach and she couldn’t get it inside. In the end, we gave up, and I immediately said, “Marga, please introduce me to her. I want to try.” “Selena,” she said, “I’ll try, but I can’t promise anything. Mom’s going to the village this weekend, and we can both try it at home with Omar.”