Oliver was undulating on top of his sister in graceful waves, but he couldn't resist finishing with a violent thud, compelled to show her who the boss was. Ellie didn't mind that Oliver was pounding into her. She loved it that he took no pity of her. He was rough, but in a good way, never excessively. She bit on her bottom lip, begging into his eyes for more.
"I wonder if she knows what she's doing to me with that look..." He slowed down to feel her tight, slippery walls rubbing him better. "Dear god, she feels so good... so f*****g good!"
Ellie had had her suspicions prior to that night that Oliver wasn't the most experienced guy out there when it came to s*x. They never discussed it, but it was implied from his stories; however, making love to him now, she was ready to give him an A++,
