So feral. He let out a growling purr as the willing woman screamed through her lips and through the speakers around him. The whole cockpit flared with...lights and flickering symbols and he felt the ship rock up and down as he pounded her cunt – and then he released her neck, throwing his head back and roaring. He wasn’t quite built for roaring. It came out as something edging the line between animal and man, between masculine and feminine, and part of him was utterly ashamed to let it loose. But. She sucked hard, faster than ever, bobbing that soft mouth around me. As I felt the first jet come flying out, I pulsed and bucked in her lips, and started to shake a little. Slowly, as her head went extremely fast in my lap, I moved a hand above her head. I couldn’t even rest it because her head moved so quickly, and soon the sensations took me over completely. I squirmed and groaned loudly as I unloaded over and over, feeling her hold it all in her mouth to taste. It went on a while, just me. She didn’t dry her hair and had left her hair open.Even my uncle was a full set for the much-waited session. My sister came out of the bathroom and wore a smooth, transparent, nighty. My uncle only combed her hair and applied some nice perfume and was waiting like a hungry wolf to jump on my sister.Finally, the moment came. My uncle started playing a light music and came and kissed my sister. Both gave a french kiss and mu uncle started massaging her boobs. At last, they were about to remove. “How’s this?”“Oh god,” I breathed. Whatever pretense of sexual subtlety had been abandoned, and my body was crackling with the energy of arousal. The tightness of my pants had become pronounced, and she ran her eyes over it approvingly, with a glimmer of lust sparkling behind them. I rearranged myself into a more comfortable position as my heart raced. “Why don’t you spread your legs and touch yourself for me, babe?” The words came out closer to a whisper than a command.She pushed her knees.
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