Ethan’s POV
Ava was still trembling between us, her body slick with sweat. Thick, pearly streams of our c*m leaked from her p***y and ass, dripping messily onto the kitchen floor. She looked utterly destroyed, her hair wild, makeup smeared, lips swollen and shiny. Yet when she lifted her head, her eyes were still burning with hunger.
She turned and kissed me weakly, her tongue soft and tired against mine. Then she looked back at Ryan with that same dazed, greedy expression.
“More,” she whispered hoarsely. “I still want more of both of you.”
Ryan let out a low, satisfied laugh. “Greedy little stepsister, aren’t you?”
He pulled her off the counter and made her stand on shaky legs. c*m continued running down her inner thighs in thick rivulets. Ryan turned her to face me, then bent her f
