God, she smells and tastes so good. I feel right at home with my face buried deep within her burning snatch. Truly, she is amazing.
Bringing up my head, I see her pained and horrified eyes. I smile sadly.
“I had to have you,” I admit, while running my fingers over her weeping clit. Slowly, I crawl up her body and rest myself on her left breast. I start to breath heavy as I begin masturbating on my big sister’s boob.
As I start to slide against her pussy slicked breast, she whimpers. I touch her lips, whispering, “Honey, don’t.”