"Ok," he whispered. His eyes finally lifted until he was staring at my face. He started shaking, but I smiled at him.
Then I slowly stroked his c**k, and he gasped. Lifting it straight up in the air, away from my leaking p***y, I used my knees to push my body off him. Glancing between us, I aimed myself until I was positioned directly over his shaft. Afraid to look at his face again, I focused my attention on his p***s as I slowly lowered my hips. The tip of his staff pressed against my opening and I gasped. Pleasure started swirling inside of me even before I had taken him in.
Fucking hell Dylan! This was really happening. It was surreal! Feeling myself start to hyperventilate, I began to shake. Swallowing my fear, I lowered my hips, feeling my brother's c**k poke past the entrance of m
