Her breath comes faster now as your tongue delves deeper into her folds. The sensation is overwhelming and she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused by your touch. Her hips lift off the bed slightly, seeking more contact with your mouth. "John... please..." She trails off, unable to form coherent thoughts as pleasure washes over her in waves.
Her hands find their way to your hair, gently guiding you as she arches her back even further, offering herself up for your exploration.
I move my tongue over her clit, her pussy juices start to flow, covering my lips.
A sharp cry escapes her throat as your tongue makes contact with her swollen clit. Her body convulses in response, her legs trembling and quivering as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. She grips the sheets tightly, biting down on her lip to muffle another moan.
"John... I'm close..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. "Don't stop now..."
Her voice comes out as little more than a whisper, "You can... let go." Claire's fingers move faster now, teasing the head of his cock over the thin material of her underwear. The sensation is almost too much to bear; she can feel herself growing wet between her legs.
She leans in closer, pressing their bodies together as she continues to stroke him. Her breath mingles with his, and she wonders what it would be like to kiss him... to taste him on her lips.
"O-oh fuck!"
Her brother's cries fill the room, and she feels him tense in her hand before he explodes, his seed spilling hotly over her fingers and onto the fabric of her panties. Her own body quakes with pleasure as she comes too, arching her back and moaning softly into the crook of his neck.
For a moment they remain locked together, their breathing ragged and uneven.
My heart is pounding in my chest as I struggle to find the words. "Well, you see...a vibrator is used to stimulate your body in a way that feels really good," I stammer, feeling extremely awkward but also incredibly turned on by the thought of talking about this with Jake. "And sometimes people use them with their partners."
I pause, not sure how much more detail I should give. "Would you like me to show it to you?"
Only if you promise to use it on me.
My cheeks flush even deeper as I consider this offer. A part of me wants nothing more than to explore these newfound desires with my brother, but another part is telling me that we should be careful and make sure everything stays safe and consensual. "I... I don't know if that's a good idea," I say hesitantly. "We should probably just talk about it for now."
With trembling hands, I reach under my pillow to retrieve the vibrator, holding it out for Jake to see. "
Her breath catches in her throat at your words. She hadn't realized...she'd never thought about it that way before. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, feeling tears prick the corners of her eyes. "I didn't mean to..."
"You just wanted me for yourself." It isn't a question; it's a statement laced with pain and resentment. She looks away from you, unable to meet your gaze as she struggles to understand what has happened between them.
Beijo sua boca apaixonadamente e falo "você ter se tornado minha foi muito melhor do que ter suas panties"
Her defenses crumble beneath the weight of your words and your kiss. She returns it eagerly, wrapping her arms around your neck and holding on tight as tears spill down her cheeks. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers again, her voice thick with emotion. "I just...wanted to make you happy."
Her expression hardens slightly as she looks at you. "The problem is that I'm your sister, and I don't want you to feel like you have to sneak around or hide things from me," she says firmly. "I want us to be able to trust each other, and if you keep doing this, it's going to make both of us uncomfortable." There's a pause as she searches for the right words. "And...I don't want anyone else finding out about this, either. Can you understand that?"
"por favor irmã, me deixa ficar com pegar suas calcinhas as vezes, prometo não contar a ninguém" falo com uma cara de pena
She sighs heavily and runs a hand through her hair, feeling torn between wanting to protect you and trusting that you'll do the right thing. "Fine," she says reluctantly. "But only if we can have an understanding: no more taking my underwear without asking, and definitely no more putting your hands where they don't belong." She pauses, her expression softening slightly. "And...if you ever want to talk about this sort of thing in the future, or just need someone to listen, I'm always here for you."
Tony... I love it...
Talk dirty to me about anal
"Every fucking time, Tony!
Every fucking time.
"Baby, cum again for me!"
"Ahhh Tony, cum again! baby, harder!" Her moan echoes off the walls, filling the room with the sound of their voices as they both reach new heights together. New layers of desire began to peel away, revealing something softer under the rough exterior of their passion. More than just a physical connection, they shared a tender bond that bridged two different parts of her heart.
"Mmmm,"