My sister must have been getting wetter too because I could hear juicy squishy sounds coming from her pussy. In fact all we could both hear was our ow... squishy sounds and our own moans and groans. We both quickened our pace and were getting really into it now. Nothing else around us seemed to matter anymore. It was just me and my sister locked into a sort of orgasmic bubble. The moans and groans we both made only took us closer and closer to climax.“I’m going to cum…” I moaned.And before I knew. ‘I wish we could do it every morning.’ ‘So do I,’ Jason thought ruefully. He continued to caress and stroke her for a while, then he reached down and hooked one of her slim legs over his. Doing so opened her vagina to his caresses. He slid his hand down over her belly, through her pubic hair, and found the engorged bud of her clit. She gasped when he took the tiny finger of flesh between his thumb and forefinger and began caressing it. It was as if he was jerking her off. She shuddered again. The man leaned backslightly and I squirmed away from him, then I was free and I hurtled as fastas my vertiginous heels and the tight leather skirt would allow me towardsthe door. My high, spiked heels clacked on the floor and f or once I wish Iwasn't wearing them, my running made even more unsteady by my hands still tightlytied behind my back. The man watched me; this always amused him, this aspectof the game; like a cat with a mouse he played with me. He watched as I reachedthe door, he knew. Ray lays on his side, asleep and facing the center of the bed with his back to the door, totally unaware of her presence. Perfect. She proceeds to the opposite side of the bed, quietly lifting the sheets and slipping beneath them. She gingerly shifts her position, inching closer to spoon the man. Once adjacent to his warm, muscular form, she begins to slowly rotate her ass, rubbing up against him.“Uh, is that you, Zaria?” he grumbles.She whispers in a barely audible voice, “Yes, Daddy.”“I.
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