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Kaitlyn I left the door unlocked again when I went downstairs the next morning. Byron’s car was already waiting at the curb. I got in and closed the passenger door. He pulled into traffic without comment. The silence lasted three blocks before his hand settled on my thigh, higher than the day before. “You’re walking easier,” he said. “I’m fine.” His fingers pressed once against the inner seam of my pants. “Still sore?” Heat crawled up my neck. I kept my eyes on the road. “A little.” “Good.” He left his hand there for the rest of the drive, thumb moving in slow, absent strokes that made concentration difficult. When he parked in the garage he did not immediately remove it. “I have a late meeting,” he said. “I will be at your place at eight. Door unlocked. I want you naked when I walk in.” The instruction landed low in my stomach and turned into immediate heat. I nodded once because speech felt unreliable. He released my thigh and got out of the car. I followed on slightly unste

Kaitlyn I left the door unlocked and went straight to the bathroom when I got home. I turned the water on hot and stepped under the spray without waiting for it to fully warm. Steam filled the small space. I stood with my hands against the tile and let the water run down my back while I listened for the front door. It opened at 8:01. I heard the lock turn. Footsteps moved through the apartment and then the bathroom door pushed wider. Byron stepped into the steamy room already unbuttoning his shirt. He watched me through the glass while he stripped. Jacket. Shirt. Belt. Trousers. When he was naked his cock was already hard, hanging heavy between his legs as he opened the shower door and stepped in behind me. The hot water hit his shoulders. He pressed against my back, cock sliding along the cleft of my ass, and reached around to cup my breasts. His fingers found my nipples and pinched them firmly while his mouth settled against the side of my neck. “You listened,” he said against m

Wesley I stared at the ceiling with Jasmine’s breathing still uneven beside me. My cock was soft and wet against my thigh, smeared with both of us. Her cum and mine mixed on the sheets between her legs. The thick white of my load was still leaking slowly out of her pussy every time she shifted. The sight of it kept my pulse elevated even after I had just finished. She had walked in on me with nothing but a towel that was already failing. Instead of leaving she had stared at my cock until I dropped the towel completely. Then she had stripped and let me bury myself inside her until I came as deep as I could. The reality of it sat heavy and hot in my chest. My stepsister. The girl who had lived under the same roof for years. And I had just filled her cunt while she moaned into my pillow. I rolled onto my side and looked at her. Her face was flushed. Her tits rose and fell with each breath. The marks from my hands were already faint on her hips. I reached out and dragged two fingers th

Wesley I watched Jasmine lick the last drop of cum from the head of my cock and felt it twitch against her tongue even though I had just finished. Her face was still streaked with my load. Thick white ran down her chin and onto her tits. Between her legs my cum continued to leak out of her red, used pussy onto the sheets in slow heavy drips. The sight kept the heat alive low in my gut. I gripped her hair and pulled her up into a kiss, tasting myself on her mouth. She opened for me immediately. My other hand shoved between her thighs and two fingers pushed into her cum-filled cunt. The heat and the wet mess of everything I had already pumped into her made my cock start hardening again against her stomach. I worked my fingers in and out, listening to the filthy wet sound, then pulled them free and made her suck them clean again. “On your back,” I said. “Ass at the edge of the bed.” She moved into position. I stood between her spread thighs and looked down at the state of her. Swolle

Wesley I kept my fingers inside her, slowly pumping the thick mess of my cum back into her soft, used cunt while she lay beside me breathing hard. Every time I pushed deeper more of it squeezed out around my fingers and ran down over her ass. The sheets were ruined. The air in the room was heavy with the smell of sex. Jasmine’s thighs were shiny and streaked with everything I had already left in her. My cock was hard again against my stomach. I pulled my fingers free, gripped her hip, and rolled her onto her stomach. She went without resistance. I moved between her legs, spread her open with both thumbs, and looked at the state of her pussy. Red. Swollen. Creamy white cum seeping out of her hole in a slow steady drip. I leaned down and dragged my tongue through the mess, tasting myself on her, then pushed my tongue inside to get more of it. She moaned into the pillow and pushed her ass back against my face. I ate her like that until she was dripping onto my tongue and her hips were