How do they feel?”
“They hurt, is that supposed to happen?” she asked, struggling slightly against the cuffs. She had shoulder length light brown hair and was a few inches shorter at around 5’4, and had smaller breasts. Carson,” Trixie said, “now what did you do? Both lay, breathing heavily, as Blake slowly withdrew his softening cock from her abused pussy. He didn’t know what the nod meant, but he hoped this wasn’t the last night he had got to spend with her. He helped her off the ground and put his deflating cock back into his pants. “You got me, old man. You suck on it sis!” Trixie shot back. But as she reached his door, she knew tonight was just for them. There was that complication in the way… her little sister Trixie. She had hinted she might like to join in on some of the fun, but he hadn’t seen her since then. She studied it carefully, looking over it inch by inch, but not touching it. He hit all the right buttons for her on the sex scale, and it freed something inside her. Just like the previous day, Blake showered and shaved before Felicia was planning to arrive.
