Claire’s short skirt flared upward with every thrust, revealing the tight deep blue panties shoved aside, her pussy stretched around Roselyn’s fingers, the lower lips seemingly clinging to the invading fingers with every pull.
Seriously, I was a bit... No, I was very jealous of it not happening to .
And I was feeling a bit left out now.
So I snuck under Claire and grabbed one breast with my hand; the soft and warm flesh that fit perfectly in my palm.
I used my fingers to pinch her nipple, rolling the stiff pink bud between thumb and forefinger, and twisting just enough to make her gasp around Benjamin’s cock, then I caught the other breast with my teeth.
I pressed down gently, my teeth grazing the sensitive peak before sucking it into my mouth, my tongue swirling slow circles around the areola while I flicked the tip rapidly.
The nipple hardened further under my attention—pebbled and hot, tasting faintly of salt and slightly sweet skin—while I sucked harder, pulling it deep until the flesh dimpled around my lips.
Claire’s poor body jerked with muffled moan vibrating down Benjamin’s cock, and her hips bucking back onto Roselyn’s fingers.
Yes, we’re killing this lucky bitch today with sheer pleasure.
Hands everywhere on her body, with Miss Isabelle still kissing Benjamin passionately... I... Is his mouth that delicious? Geez.
Nevertheless, seeing Benjamin’s dick piston her throat from beneath, it was so hot I wanted to die from horniness.
His hips snapped upward in steady, powerful thrusts—each one driving his thick cock deep until Claire’s lips kissed the base, her throat bulging visibly with every plunge.
Saliva bubbled out around the stretched corners of her mouth, running in thick, glossy flow down her chin and neck, dripping onto her small breasts in slow, shining trails.
Her violet bob bounced with the rhythm, eyes rolled back to show only whites, tears streaming steadily from the corners as she gagged wetly around him.
The sounds were filthy—gluck-gluck-gluck—mixed with her muffled whimpers and the slick slide of skin against skin.
Benjamin’s balls drew tight against her chin with every upward jerk, the dick glistening with her spit and his pre-cum, veins standing out sharp along the length.
Then he spurted finally; his white bleached sen flooding her throat in forceful pulses.
Claire swallowed frantically, throat working visibly, but it was too much; excess spilled from the corners of her mouth in thick, creamy ropes that dripped downward in slow, heavy strings.
The cum landed on my upturned face below them: so warm, the sticky splatters hitting my cheeks, my lips, and my tongue as I stared upward in open-mouthed shock.
The taste flowed through instantly; being salty, a bit bitter, musky and thick—coating my palate and sliding down my throat when I swallowed reflexively.
More dripped onto my chin, running in warm streams down my neck and between my small breasts, soaking into the purple wrap until the fabric clung transparently to my skin.
And later, Claire spurt out a flash of cum herself.
Her body convulsed, with her hips jerking upward and her thighs quaking, as a sharp, clear jet squirted from between her legs, arcing high before splashing across Benjamin’s stomach and dripping down his sides.
Her pussy clenched visibly around Roselyn’s fingers, lips parting wide with each spasm, more fluid pulsing out in rhythmic bursts that soaked Roselyn’s hand and wrist.
And... Huh? Sothing was wrong.
"Claire...?" I asked, shaking the lifeless form of my sister gently by the shoulders. "She... She is dead!!"
Oowww!!
"Quit it," Roselyn pinched my butt cheeks hard, her fingers digging into soft flesh with a sharp twist that made yelp. "She’s only collapsed. Let her rest, there’s still more for her."
I knew that! I was just being a bit dramatic.
"Did you miss , Benjamin?" Roselyn flew upward in a graceful arc, with her wings shimring, and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.
She and Miss Isabelle began licking and kissing his body in tandem; Roselyn’s tongue dragging slow, wet stripes along his collarbone while Isabelle sucked gently at the side of his neck, leaving red marks that faded quickly on his fair skin.
Benjamin’s head tipped back, eyes half-lidded, a low groan escaping him as their mouths worked in perfect rhythm.
Roselyn took off her upper garnt first, the torn black crop top slipping from her shoulders and falling away completely, baring her firm, dark-skinned breasts once more.
Then she managed to slide off her lower garnt; the black shorts peeling down her thighs until only lewd pale panties remained.
The thin material hugged her ass like a second skin, her ass cheeks plump and rounded, the fabric stretched so tightly it dipped into the cleft between them, outlining the perfect shape from behind.
The pale color contrasted sharply with her dark skin, the cotton clinging wetly to the lower curves where arousal had already begun to soak through, creating a faint translucent shadow right at the center seam.
Every tiny shift of her hips made the panties ride higher, wedging deeper between her cheeks until the lower swell of her ass was almost completely exposed, the elastic digging into soft flesh and creating faint indentations that made my mouth water.
"Alright, let’s move to the next thing on the nu," Roselyn smirked, with her golden eyes gleaming. Her fingers went to the side of her panties, hooking the fabric and shifting it aside slowly. "Fuck , Benjamin. Fuck back to last year..."
A... Awawawa!! The deed is about to happen?!
I’ll make sure to watch every second of the mont!
Her darker pink pussy lips were being stirred by Benjamin’s cock.
Roselyn held the thick penis in her hand, with her fingers wrapped around the base, and her thumb brushing the underside, while she faced Benjamin, who was still kissing Miss Isabelle deeply, tongues sliding visibly between their lips.
Roselyn lowered herself just enough for the swollen head to nudge her entrance—then she used it to stir the slick folds in slow, calm circles.
The head parted her outer lips with every rotation, dragging along the sensitive inner petals, spreading her wetness in glossy streaks that coated the crown completely.
She slapped the dick lightly against her clit; sharp and wet smacks that made her hips jerk and a fresh bead of juice drip down the cock, but then she continued stirring, the head dipping just inside her vagina entrance before pulling out again, teasing the rim until her walls fluttered visibly.
Then she pushed the head inside her pussy, and brought it out again.
And did so a few tis more; each shallow thrust stretching her entrance wider, lips clinging to the ridge of his crown on every withdrawal, a thin ring of white cream forming where their bodies t from the mix of her pussy love fluid and his earlier release.
"Ugh, Benjamin, your cock is so solid..." she whispered into his ear, voice husky and low as she worked him. "Break my cervix, okay? Penetrate my womb... it’s an unsafe day, but I don’t mind. You won after all... And Clay, stop staring like that?!"
No can do!
Ignoring , she left the tip lodged in her pussy... and sunk down on it.
The thick penis of Benjamin disappeared inch by inch—her darker pink lips stretching wide around his cock, parting smoothly as she took him deeper.
Her walls gripped visibly, rippling along the dick as she sank until her ass t his hips with a soft slap.
A low, guttural moan escaped her throat, her head tipping back and her braid swinging, while her pussy clenched hard around him, a fresh gush of wetness leaking out where they joined and dripping down his balls in slow, warm trails.
GULP! My own wetness was practically dripping from the sight.
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