With a swift motion, he cradled Aurora's head, securing it close to him, and then a tremor ran through his frame. A stream of pearly essence was released, finding its way into Aurora's mouth.
Aurora's visage shifted in a flash. This naughty fellow was on the brink of climax without a hint of notice. Was he unaware of her inexperience with such an act? She yearned to expel the foreign substance, but Anirudh's member was too grand, filling her mouth completely. Her head, held fast by Anirudh's grip, found the massive organ nearly invading her throat, threatening to cut off her breath...
Anirudh's frame shuddered a few more times before finally stilling, and it was only then that he released his grip on Aurora's head.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Aurora promptly disengaged from Anirudh's intimate part, her coughs echoing as she struggled to regain her breath. Her cheeks were tinged with a deep crimson, and she had swallowed the entirety of the seminal fluid!
"You little rascal, are you attempting to asphyxiate your sister?" Aurora cast a coquettish yet reproachful glance at Anirudh.
"I was remiss in my tenderness towards you, and I failed to alert you of my impending release. Was I unaware that such an act is distasteful?" Aurora rose to her feet.
"I've been led to believe it holds beauty-enhancing properties—is it not palatable?" Anirudh's expression was one of genuine bewilderment.
"Palatable, indeed..." Aurora once more bestowed a disdainful look upon Anirudh, yet upon further reflection, she conceded that beyond a hint of saltiness, the taste was not entirely objectionable.
At that very instant, the sound of footsteps drawing near sent a jolt through them. Anirudh swiftly concealed his member within his trousers, while Aurora deftly rearranged her gown.
"Be a dear, you must enroll tomorrow. After you've done that, seize an opportunity to visit my home with Amy... I'll show you my affection once more..." With a tender embrace of Anirudh's head, she bestowed a soft kiss on his cheek. Aurora glided out of the bathroom, her movements full of grace, and closed the door quietly behind her.
Anirudh paused, slightly bewildered. Visit her home with Amy? Could it be...
Mulling over a certain possibility, a wicked grin played at the corners of his mouth. She was indeed a bewitchingly charming sister.
He reopened the bathroom door to see Rosalind approaching, her figure elegant in a purple-red cheongsam...
"Have you been in the restroom for an awfully long time?" Rosalind queried with a warm smile, noting the lingering flush on Anirudh's face.
"Well, I was pulled out midway by Aurora, you see, Rosalind, are you in need of the restroom?" Anirudh's quick thinking was on display as he swiftly fabricated a reason, given that his stay in the restroom had been rather prolonged.
"You little sprite, have I come to the restroom to avail myself of it, or to observe you doing so?" Rosalind chided Anirudh with a touch of joy, her tender fingertip lightly tapping his forehead in a gesture of mock reproach.
"Hah, what if I've truly come to admire you?" Anirudh retorted with a sheepish grin.
"You minx, you're utterly incorrigible. Incidentally, henceforth, you must refrain from addressing me as Auntie Rosalind; instead, you shall call me Sis Rosalind, is that clear..." Rosalind arched an eyebrow in feigned exasperation, a chuckle escaping her lips.
"Ah? But what of Auntie Aurora ?" Anirudh's brow furrowed in a moment of bewilderment.
"Pay her no mind, she is her own entity, and I am quite distinct..." Rosalind dismissed his query with an airy wave of her hand.
"Very well, Sis Rosalind it is..."
"Excellent, that's the attitude I prefer..." Rosalind's visage was graced with an alluring smile.
"Hah, given my exemplary conduct, should Sis Rosalind not consider a reward for me?" Anirudh inquired, a hint of bashfulness tingeing his tone.
"Oh, my sweet, what more could you possibly desire as a reward..." Rosalind's countenance held a teasing glimmer.
"A kiss, at the very least, would be a delightful token..." Anirudh's features were suffused with a shy smile, his hands artfully intertwining in a gesture of demure coquetry.
"You incorrigible scamp..." Rosalind once more cast a playful glance at Anirudh, yet she leaned in and bestowed a gentle kiss upon his cheek, a brief encounter that imparted a faint, intoxicating aroma of wine to Anirudh's senses, and he keenly felt the tender softness of her lips...