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d the duvet away, her hand brushing lig

urmured, almost to herself. "You're huge. I

Most of the ladies I'd fucked passed out in the process and the few strong ones barely

e conversation was, she had

?" I asked, my voic

ing. "Take a look. My butthole is different. You can see how tiny it's," she

against the urge to squeeze my step-sister's ass. I swallow

a finger in

d softly.

oward her, gently caressing her butt crack.

t to touch," she whispered, though

ushing away her concerns.

a moment, her voice shaky. "Ar

assuring her with

inside her hole, the warmth

blissful moan. "You're truly really in," she whispere

ath becoming more intense. Her body responded to every motion, her hole tightening ar

it clean. Watching her closely, I noticed how she bit her lower lip, a silent indication of her incr

filled with vulnerability and ecs

an breathtaking-sh

ster taste

, round butt bouncing rhythmically with my gentle thrust. Her body seemed to respond in

my hands gripping her soft hips before

feels incredible. I never thought it'd be this good," sh

lling out before jerking in deep

f against the overwhelming sensation. She screamed my name, her body trembling

moaning this loud because of only the tip. And perhaps, this is her first time and for sure, I wanted my siste

efore. Our connection felt different, almost otherworldly. "You truly have

ly squirming beneath me, her body

ith her eyes locked with mine. The tension between us deepened as I reached beh

her boobs jumped ou

inted boobs, and the perfect long nipples I'd dreamed of, sent a rush of heat through me. Her se

efore capturing her nipple between my teeth. I bit down gently, just enough to tease, taking ple

The taste of her, the warmth, and the way her breath hitched,

arm skin, marveling at the way she shivered under my touch. I

murmured, my voice thick with regret an

she manage

I think this has to be my best moment. So tell me, what is this moment to you?" My voice carried a

" she murmured, her voice trembling with unspoken emotions. A weak undertone of a moan escaped her lips, making her v

"Don't you think," I said, my voice a low, teasing growl, "that you should appreciate

d instantly, arching my back into mine, and the sound that followed. Goddamn, a sharp, and breathless cry which was like music

words, if she ever could. But in that moment, her gratitude wasn't needed in

playing on mine. "Go on," I said, my voice low and commandin

oked slowly, almost reverently, as if she were worshipping every inch of her big brother's cock. When her mouth finally enveloped me, the warmth and wetness wer

e as she nodded, her eyes locked on mine

the couch nestled in the corner of my room. Gently, I lowered her chest

n her legs, I tilted upward, my lips and tongue savoring her pussy down to her butthole. Her moans filled the ro

to this world, and in doing so, gave me everything I could ever want or need in a woman. She wasn't just my sister; she was my

rld to serve my fantasies a

ked as mine in the deepest