I slithered my tongue on his cock as it comfortably burrowed between her breasts. I reached around her waist, unzipped her denim jeans, and stroked he... warm pussy through her silky panties. Her mouth brushed the soft hair on his stomach and her tempting voice whispered, "I want to feel your cock inside me."I removed her pants and helped position her over his body. Peep held his cock as she lowered herself. The head spread her wet pussy as he penetrated her deeper with every thrust. She. She felt like she was coming apart in his arms. Dry, heaving sobs that seemed to be ripped out from someplace deep inside her and hurt like hell. Her hands dug into him painfully as she held on, trying to stop the horrible sobs. She could barely breathe and what air managed to get in seemed to burn her lungs. And every time she thought the tempest was dying, something seemed to set it off again. Jonathan hung on to her determinedly all through it, rocking her and murmuring endearments into her. "Nothing" i lied. She invited me in to get patched up, i didnt notice at the time but my arm was bleeding from the fall. She sat me on the bed and went into the bathroom. I watched as she walked, she had a towel on now and i could just see up it. I couldnt just sit there. I got up and walked into the bathroom, i came up behind her while she went through her bag. "So have you forgotten anything this time" i asked.She looked at me as if i was mad. "Excuse me?" she seemed to move into a defencive. I drank from the cup before commenting, 'You washed your sisters sex toy, why'?'I don't know', he thought for a little before adding, 'I guess I wanted to touch something personal of yours, something that was inside you'.I watched his face as he spoke, 'That's pretty fucking profound brother', I replied, touched by his admission and his desire, then I added my own sexual curiosity, 'Did you smell me on it'?He nodded he had. He must have seen something in my expression, for he dropped a.
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