“Who fucking talked?” “You left your office window open.” I snickered, outlining his lips with my tongue, squeezing his cock with my pussy, “And Valkyries are such terrible gossipers.” “Astrid, that bitch!” “Not Astrid.” I giggled, trapping Brandon with my thighs. “Jade!” Brandon gasped, his strong chin tilting in pleasure. I gnawed on it, grinning mischievously as I rocked back and forth, watching his eyes glaze with pleasure. “Not Jade.” I whispered, licking his cleft. “Not…” “Yes.” I licked my way to his lips, and stopped to smirk amateur at him, “Bianca told me everything. You sure you don’t want to retrofit me with extra parts? I really like this clit you gave me, but if it makes you happy…” And Brandon had me on my back, his weight suppressing me, his hips driving. I screamed my exhilaration, spreading my legs wide, my toes curling in their airborne positions. He hammered through me, smashing into my pubis, striking my cervix with each brutal thrust, the impacts coercing some hidden pleasure from my erogenous depths. My elastic entrance stretch around him, letting me feel him enter me from taint to clit, then burrow within to compel more intimate delights. His chest squished my breasts between us, his breath was hot on my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and drove my tongue into his mouth. His lips consumed fiercely, his nose exhaling his short breaths beside mine, his tongue entangled in ardent combat as our bodies heaved in congruence. I reached behind him, trailed my middle finger teasingly down his back, ran it between his cheeks, and pushed into his favorite hole. I grinned against his lips as I felt him get heated, thrusting against me with a purpose, trying to pulverize my dainty body from the inside and out. I broke from our kiss with a gasp, drawing deep breaths into my lungs so that I could exalt my joy. My finger writhed within him encouragingly, and he growled, slid his hands under my ass, spread me, and pushed two fingers from each into my filth. “Fuck you, Brandon!” I snarled, pivoting my heels against the couch’s back so that I could perform a horizontal squat, and take his fingers deeper. “Yeah,” Brandon laughed breathily against my neck, “I put extra nerves here too. A lot of them.” “You wanna fuck your twin sister in the ass, you asian low-life piece of shit?!” I cried, the smile gone from my lips, only the pleasured oval of my gaping mouth. “Eventually,” Brandon growled in my ear, “how does my whore-sister like my fingers stretching her little shithole?” “Stretch it more, you faggot!” I snarled back, bucking against him, my waving body a violent oscillation. Brandon complied, prying his invading fingers until the sweet sting sung its heinous song through my depths, mingling with anal the chorus of pleasures that ratcheted through my cunt. “I’m telling Mom what you called me.” Brandon said into my mouth. “I’m telling Dad first.” I gasped against his lips. “Dad always takes Mom’s side.” “We’ll see whose side he take after I deep-throat Hardcore the old man!” I hissed. “Holy fuck, Angela!” “That’s exactly what this is.” I gasped. “You went too far!” blowjob Brandon seethed as he ravaged me. “You’re not going far enough! Deeper, Dearest Brother, deeper!” With a lock of my legs, and twist of my abdomen, I spun us until I was straddled atop him once again. He pushed another finger from each hand into me, and stretched, causing my back to dive into an arch, my belly to press to his, and my shoulders to pinch together. In one firm motion, he pushed at her upper back, causing her to stumble and catch her balance on the bed. He stood behind her and said "Every time you disobey me, you will be punished. The power I had... I didn’t care to hide the tent my semi-erect cock was making in the towel I had wrapped around my waist. Sorry. “Although, amateur ever since I did, I started anal masturbating.” She turned a shade of pink. Suck me up inside of you. She usually stared at my bald pussy as I slowly counted my Euros out of my purse with one hand as the other held the bread etc. Then it's back to studying, Mommy.” “Ok.” I said with a huge smile before he came back with a pink box and sat back down before I snuggled up to him. After all I didn’t want Hardcore to end up in jail. Charlie wasn’t out of her ass but a few seconds and the kid was balls deep in her. Of course, asian she had the biggest grin on her face as she was saying that to me. I couldn't erase image of her in her white spaghetti strap shirt with her nipples hard as two small rose buds and her jiggly ass in that shorts, my dick was going from hard rock to limp at least thousand times a day as I remembered the scene from the bathroom. I decided on virtually everyone he brought all except two, they were too blowjob complicated with those two having biometrics, electronic keypads, AND a key. “Go. Her huge futa-dick plundered me. It was a wicked delight to enjoy. A staccato of voices in varying tones rose in reply, all of which acknowledging safety and, most surprising of all, seemingly complete lack of any injury whatsoever; "How are we alright?