Craving My Sister’s Hot Husband
“See how filthy and soaked you get thinking about my cock inside you. Waiting for a chance to have me bend you over like a slut in heat.”
“Yes, daddy.” Her voice is muffled against the desk. “I’ve been waiting all day.” I need you to fuck me.”
The words send heat straight through me. I unbuckle my belt, the sound of it loud in the quiet room. My wife is upstairs sleeping, trusting me, loving me. And I’m down here about to fuck her sister on my desk.
I grip Seraphina’s hip with one hand, positioning myself with the other. “Your sister is upstairs sleeping, and you’re down here begging daddy to fuck you.” I lean over her, my mouth at her ear. “What does that make you?”