Equally ecstatic, Tyler himself had almost been undone by his own climax, his muscular legs shaking from the sheer intensity of his release, his enormous schlong all the while flexing and spewing more and more creamy sperm into the deepest, snuggest depths of his sister's buttery bowels. In a daze, a dangerously light-headed Tyler had managed to gather his wits enough to stumble over to the couch, where he let himself crash down on his back while holding his squealing, c**k-impaled sister still locked in his affectionate embrace.
After enjoying their post-orgasmic haze snuggling together like that, Michelle had emerged from their shared languid afterglow first while Tyler's eyes still remained closed and his endorphin-flooded mind kept floating lazily away, much like his discarded trunks
