Steamy Encounters
She could taste herself on his tongue, salty and musky, mixed with the cloying sweetness of her milk.
His pace began to falter, growing uneven and frantic. His breathing sawed in her ear. “I'm going to come inside you,” he grunted, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hips. “Going to fill my sister up. Let it drip out of you all night, and let him sleep next to it.”
The filthy promise tipped her over the edge. A second, sharper orgasm tore through her, clamping down around him in rhythmic pulses. She muffled her scream against his shoulder, biting the fabric of his t-shirt.
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