Playing With A Banana For Pleasure

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I shivered. Her cock swayed before you. My sister sighed in her sleep, her nose wrinkling so cutely. But her silver eyes were ancient and wise. “So…who do you know in Arizona?”
“A lawyer, I guess.” I shrugged and folded the letter. And that made me so wet. It thrust from just above her pussy, her little clit right below the cock, peeking out of her tight slit. She whimpered into our kiss as I made love to her. Slowly, the fear bled from me. Look at it.”
I turned my head over my shoulder, so aware that my shorts were undone. “What?”
“I am so hard for you, my sweet Miss Deidre,” she moaned, stroking her cock, a clear liquid beading at the tip. Her legs were slim and lithe, her pussy hairless, slit tight, and her cock long and hard, thrusting out before her like… And I loved it. And Keily would never know what I had done to her tonight. What is it?”
“I don’t know,” I said, still looking over my shoulder. And then she erupted. I groaned, loving her cum pumping over and over into her mouth. My first ever kiss. I didn’t have a hymen—I broke mine riding my bike as a kid. They would find out I wanted to have sex with my sister.

Playing With A Banana For Pleasure

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