Bros Before Hoes - Sex Stories

Bros Before Hoes

... accomplished.

“Awww,” Rayleigh and Milo say in unison,

“How cute can a couple of people be?” Milo questions, getting closer to the nightstand,

‘No, no please!’ Jenna pleads, ‘Just stop! They’re gonna kill me if you do anything to this!’

“I know,” Rayleigh replies, picking up the teddy bear and gradually pulling at its head, “This is why marriage is so magical. Look at all of these one of a kind artifacts. And you wanna know the best thing about them? They’re just. So. Durable!”

The bear’s head rips off of its torso with Rayleigh’s last word. The pair giggle as Jenna cries in fear of what his dad will do to her after seeing this.

“Oops,” Rayleigh taunts, “Guess I was wrong. Looks like they won’t be needing this anymore.”

He rips the heart out of the bear’s sewed clutches before snapping it in half and tossing everything behind her.

“This might as well follow, right?” Milo says, picking up the wedding photo and throwing it at the wall, causing it to shatter,

“Oooo,” Rayleigh says patronizingly, “You broke iiit. You’re gonna get in trouble!”

He shoves Milo into the nightstand, causing it to knock over and send the beads scattering all over the floor.

“Well I won’t get into that much trouble,” Milo replies, “I just saved dad all that time and energy of finishing up that stupid fucking project.”

“Huh. I guess you’re right.”

They head out of the room with the girls dreading what they’re planning to do with them next. Rayleigh leads them to ...

... the dining room table, ensuring that he’s in frame of the video before sitting on the table and looking down at the table cloth.

“Hey, Jenna,” he starts, rubbing the cloth, “This table cloth looks really nice.”

‘Wait! No!’ Jenna begs, ‘Please! My aunt made that!’

“Like it?” Milo retorts, “Aunt Whatsherface just handed it to us. She’s such a fucking cheapskate. She couldn’t even be bothered to use Egyptian silk. Fucking bitch.”

“Yeah. Such a waste of quality if you ask me. But I know how to make it so much better.”

Rayleigh smirks directly into the camera as he crawls to the corner of the table. He then takes his preferred spot, leaning back on his left arm and bringing his right hand to the front of Bianca’s shorts. He rubs her clothed center as Milo continues filming, enjoying the show in front of him.

“It’s only right for such potential to have a more...modern woman’s touch, right?” he questions with a giggle as he pushes the shorts to the side, exposing Bianca’s wet pussy.

Milo gets closer as Rayleigh slowly starts moving Bianca’s hips back and forth, grinding her pussy against the table and soaking the cloth in her juices. He tilts his head back and moans as he starts rubbing Bianca’s moist folds to amplify the sensations. Milo gets a close up of Bianca’s swollen center, getting even more turned on the longer he observes her actions and listens to her sounds of enjoyment.

“That’s one way to improve something so heinous,” Milo teases, getting inches ...