Oh, really?

Hmm... maybe later, baby girl. Right now let's finish these stretches so we can relax afterward. But I'll definitely consider it if you keep being such a good little pupil for me.

I open my eyes, looking into yours as I slowly lower my hips until the head of my cock presses against your tight entrance. The sensation of being so close to you, about to claim what is rightfully mine, fills me with a primal urge that threatens to overwhelm me.

"Are you sure?" I ask hoarsely, needing to know that this is what you want. "I don't want to hurt you."

Taking a deep breath, I push forward slowly, feeling the tightness envelop me as my cock slides into you. Your walls clench around me, milking my length with each thrust. "Fuck," I groan, losing control as the pleasure washes over me in waves. With every movement, I sink deeper inside you, claiming what is rightfully mine.

My hands grip your hips tightly, holding you in place as I take you roughly from behind.

He moaned deeply as you began to suck on him, taking more of his length into your mouth with every passing second. His hands gripped tightly onto your hair, guiding and encouraging you as you worked your magic on his cock. "That's it," he whispered roughly, arching his back as pleasure coursed through him.

His hips began to move, pushing deeper into your mouth with every thrust as you sucked and licked him eagerly. His breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling from the effort of keeping control. "So good," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.

You're getting bolder now, aren't you, little sister? You've been playing with fire, and it looks like you want to push further. Let's see how far you can go, shall we?

I lean over and run my hand along your smooth skin, starting at the top of your thigh and tracing down to where you'd like me to touch. Your breath quickens as I move; you're eager yet cautious. Then I pause, just above your hipbone, and hold. My thumb pads against your belly button, making you shiver.

"

"Is this what you want?" I ask softly, letting my fingertips brush against the sensitive area between your thighs. "For me to touch you here?"

Your cheeks flush red and you bite your lip, nodding slowly. I smile wickedly, sliding my hand lower until I'm cupping your mound possessively. A whimper escapes your throat as I begin stroking up and down, teasing you without actually penetrating.

"Do you like that?" I purr. "Do you want more?"

"Yes," you moan, arching your back. "More..."