Hands still on her ass, Anne felt Kevin turn around and walk them both up the stairs, he strode right into his open bedroom door and still holding onto each other, lowered Anne onto his rumpled bed sheets. You stayed by the door for an hour and let me cry myself out…when I was done I remember you crawled into bed with me and cuddled as close as you could get…You said-”
Anne cut him off. “You always make me feel good.”
She grunted and hoisted herself up on her elbows, rolled off the bed and stood in front of Kevin who sat up to regard her, his eyebrow raised quizically. She felt like at that moment, she didn’t exist outside of her nervous system and her hips bucked wildly against his mouth as she felt her pussy begin to drip some of her juices onto Kevin’s face; her brother grunted in pleasure. Her three fingers thrust in and out of her ass, pushing to the point of pain just past her second knuckle, complimenting the utter, knee-shaking pleasure radiating from her clit. Kevin grunted apologetically and nodded, continuing to deeply massage her ass. She wanted more. She then remembered something and fighting every instinct, grabbed his wrist just as his finger tip reached the top edge of her slit; she gently pulled his
