Scarlett Fucks her Famous Brother Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Scarlett Fucks her Famous Brother Ch. 02

... of her upper thighs, right over the edge of her leggings.

Her sensitive spots detonated, terminating her blood. She smothered a whine. He inclined close, his breath warm on her cheek. " I tried."

"Tried what?" She spoke in a choking whisper.

"Tried to forget what you're wearing under this little skirt and pay attention to the movie."

He stroked toward the pinnacle of her thighs, his fingers coming increasingly close to the silky boundary at her groin. She was nearly gasping when he slipped his hand inside her underwear. At the point when his fingers dunked into the hot, smooth dampness that washed her clit, he breathed in forcefully.

He rasped at her cheek, "Holy shit," You're drenched."

His fingers padded over her clit with short, light strokes that made her shudder. With excitement and arousal, her lungs tightened and her heart raced.

At the point when he sank a long finger into her pussy, it was everything she could don't to groan. Or then again perhaps she did.

Three columns ahead, a lady looked behind her, peering toward them dubiously. Amber bit her lip, blameworthy intensity suffusing her face.

At the point when the lady turned around to the film, Amber murmured shakily to John, "You'll get us caught"

His low, evil laugh was the hottest sound she'd heard.

Undaunted by the danger of getting found out, he slid one more finger inside her while his thumb stroked her clit. As jolts of pleasure burned ...

... through her, she curled her toes and lowered her head, closing her eyes.

As hot juices poured out of her, he caressed the walls of her pussy as they covered his knuckles. She wriggled against him, rocking her hips and clenching her thighs around his hand.

He reached the sweet spot that sent her over the edge as his fingers dug in even deeper. As her climax banged into her, she chomped down on her lip to hold back from shouting out.

John snarled something low, the words muffled by the thunder of blood in her ears. He remained with her, drawing out her pleasure as tasty fits shook her body, her muscles clipping around his fingers.

At the point when it was finished, he gradually pulled out his hand, leaving a smooth path across her internal thigh.

She drooped back against the seat, her legs shaking.

As she watched, John slid his fingers into his mouth and tasted her cum, his eyes shutting in animalistic joy.

Once more, she almost peaked.

In the semidarkness, she could see the obvious lump in his pants. She needed to bow between his legs, fold her lips over his cock and suck him completely dry.

When they were back alone, she'd rip his fucking clothes off.

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