Finally I Meet My Brother. free porn video

I suppose there are at least three types of i****t that immediately spring to mind. The first and unforgivable type being the unwanted, unloved, permanently damaging, ravaging type where one family member demands sex of another.

The second being the opposite of the first whereby two family members, normally over a number of years, become so close, so in love with each other, that making love is a natural progression and their love for each other is enhanced by it.

My story started one day when my brother, someone I hadn’t seen for ten years, due to my mother leaving my dad for someone richer (whore), called me up when he knew mum wouldn’t be at home to ask how I was.

Not only hadn’t I seen him in all that time, but also because of her, I hadn’t even spoken to him. I could only just remember him being this broken little toddler who needed both his mother and me when she carried me away from the family home all those years ago.

When he rang, I immediately went dumb, not knowing what to say, trying to tell him everything but just not being able to get anything out of my mouth.

“s*s, are you still there . . . . I just had to ring you, I’ve thought about you every day, I just wondered how you were, how things are going with ‘her’, if I could meet up with you some time, quietly though, she mustn’t know or she would keep me away from you for ever...hello, are you still there?”

“Ye. .ye, yes, I’m still here. Yes, I would love to see you, when, where and sure, let’s keep this quiet, she’s such a bitch.”

“How about tonight after you leave school, I could meet you and we could go for a walk.”

“That sounds great, do you know which school I go to, and I leave at four, how will I know you?”

“Slow down s*s, tell me which school and I will be outside on my bike. I’ll have jeans, denim jacket and an Adidas hat on. Hold on, I just thought, I don’t know who to look out for either, describe yourself.”

“Well I will have my uniform on, but that doesn’t help, so will everyone else. I tell you what, I’ll roll my socks down, tie my blazer round my waist and carry my bag under my arm, is that ok?”

“Ok s*s, sounds good, see you then.”




With that he was gone, I couldn’t stop shaking, I was red, flustered, didn’t know what I was doing, fumbling around with just about anything, just to do something. How the hell was I going to spend a normal day, doing lessons and talking to all my friends?

The answer to that one was easy. . . I couldn’t, I fucked up big time on just about anything and anyone who came my way until it was time to leave. Was he going to be there? What would he look like? Would he be nice or take after mum? Oh shit, I can’t go out there. I can’t face him. Do I look ok? Is my hair ok? Why didn’t I bring some makeup to school with me, I always bring it? It was that fucking telephone call, I couldn’t do a thing after that.

Why did I say I would roll my socks down and tie my blazer round my waist? I’m going to look bad enough as it is without looking like I just got dragged through a hedge. Oh God, I can’t go out there looking like this.

So I put my blazer back on properly (they would have told me off anyway before I got as far as the gate), pulled my socks up and slowly made my way round to the front of the school.

Shit, he’s there, just as he described himself. Wow, he’s bigger than I imagined, I suppose I still expected a little boy. God, he’s really attracting attention to himself from all my fellow eighth graders. He’s either bloody ugly or a real stunner. Fuck me. . . he’s fucking gorgeous, my brother’s a fucking god.

Calm down girl, don’t let him see you like this; after all, he’s your brother.

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Suddenly, Chris looked round and fixed his eyes on her. Even though she wasn’t as she had described herself on the phone, he just knew it was her. He dropped his bike and ran over to her. As he ran, his broad bare chest rippled with muscles. His cut off denim jacket and low cut jeans seemed to accentuate his huge frame.

When he reached her, he picked her up like a rag doll and hugged her tightly to his half naked body. As she hung there, she could feel her small breasts crushed into his hairless chest. Her nipples immediately grew into screwed up bullets and pushed back at him. As her head nestled into his shoulder, he kissed her on the side of her neck and she moaned softly into his ear.

As his bear like hug loosened, she slowly slid down his body until she was once again able to stand on her own two feet. She placed her legs on either side of his leg and could feel his thigh pressing into her pussy and rubbing her clit from side to side. She immediately gushed and her juices drenched her white lace thong.



He still hadn’t let her go and now was her opportunity to hug him back. She grabbed him round his waist and ran her hands up his bare back massaging his every muscle.

Suddenly, she was aware of the bulge in his jeans pressing into her stomach and couldn’t believe how huge he felt.

He ran his fingers though her hair and kissed the top of her head.

“Here s*s, lets get a good look at you.” Chris said as he pushed her to arms length.

She smiled up at him, tears filling her eyes as Chris’ eyes covered every part of her small body.

“Wow s*s, you’re an absolute stunner, I just knew it was you as soon as I saw you, those gorgeous eyes, that cute little face and that mouth watering figure, just like dad described you - well not quite like that, but you know what I mean. Where can we go to be alone, I have so much to say to you.”

“Well we could go back to mum’s place if you like, she won’t be home for hours yet ‘cause she’s meeting ‘him’ straight from work, it’s their anniversary and he’s taking her out. What time do you have to be back home?”

“When I like really, it’s not a school day tomorrow and the house is only an hour from here, dad knows I’ll be ok, where’s mums place?”

As they walked along, Chris had his arm round her shoulder gently massaging it and the side of her head, while she still had her hand up his back tracing lines up and down his backbone.

As they walked in the house, the door shut and Chris immediately picked her up again, this time across his chest so that he could carry her with one arm around her head and the other high up on her thigh.

His hand was virtually cupping her arse as he kissed her again on the neck. She immediately melted and kissed him on his bare shoulder. As he let her down, his giant hand drew slowly across her arse and again she spasmed and wet her thong even more. If truth were known, her cunt hadn’t stopped spasming since he had first held her and she felt his bulge against her stomach.

“Come on, let’s sit down and you can tell me all about yourself.”

“Hang on big b*o, I haven’t had the opportunity to sum you up yet. Take your jacket off, go over there and let me get a good look at you.”




Chris quickly swung out of his jacket, threw it on a chair and stood in the doorway holding the top of the frame. Although only being a couple of years older than her, his broad chest and big arms rippled with muscles and his low cut jeans framed his small hips and granite arse.

She could just see the top of his pubic bush sticking out of his jeans with a thin line of hair reaching up to his naval, but the thing she couldn’t take her eyes off was the bulge in the front of his jeans that seemed massive, even at his age, the way he was stood in the doorway.

“Like what you see little s*s?” Chris said with that cheeky grin plastered all over his face, knowing full well what she was thinking by the colour she had gone at being caught staring at his crotch.

Her knees gave way and she flopped down in a chair at the table, resting one arm on the table, the other covering her crotch. Chris’ eyes went to her crotch and he smiled again.

As he sat on the couch, he patted his knees and said, “Come and sit over here.”

Without thinking, she got up from the table walked up onto the couch, straddled his open legs and slowly lowered herself onto his lap. Suddenly she realized that Chris had been able to see her tiny thong clinging, sopping and transparent around her lower lips and even now her knees were up under each of his arms as she slowly slid down to sit directly on his incredible bulge.

She gasped as it relentlessly twitched on her clit. He could feel the heat coming from her crotch even through his jeans. His prick had been semi erect since the first moment he had touched her outside the school, but now, with her sat like this, he couldn’t control it as it grew, twitched and strained to be free. With her sat on it and with it’s relentless growth; he desperately wanted to straighten it from its folded flaccid position.

He sat motionless, his mind awash with what his sister was doing to him, her small body writhing relentlessly down on his huge meat.

She was gone, gone in a world of wantonned lust, lost in the feeling of her swollen slit and hardened clit rubbing right where it felt she would burst the dams of her orgasm somehow being held back for one last moment.

“Please make me hold on, please let me hold out, just a few more moments, please don’t let this feeling ever end.” she thought as she slowly rubbed up and down his length.






Chris looked down at the top of her head as she dreamily licked the salt from his gleaming, naked chest.

“Ooooo, just there, yesss, just there. Oooo, don’t stop Chris, just a little longer.” she whispered into his chest

And then it hit her. The orgasm that had been threatening for so long. She froze, her body flinching and twitching as her fluids gushed from her slit, soaking the front of Chris’ jeans. She rubbed some more. It hit her again and again as she dug her nails into his shoulders.

Chris undid her skirt, stood her and watched as she struggled to stand and let her skirt fall to his lap. She gingerly lifted one leg and flicked the skirt to the floor. She reached down and undid the delicate bows on either side on her thong and watched as it too fell onto Chris’ lap.

Her sopping pussy and the flowing juiced were now just inches from Chris’ face. He ran his giant hands around her small hips to her fabulous, tiny arse and pulled her gently to him. His face touched her downy covered mound as she came again.

He quickly buried his face into her crouch and lapped at the juices, frantically trying to catch and slurp them down as they ran down her thighs.

She creamed with delight as his tongue acted as a small prick, poking up inside her and flicking her clit with each upward movement.

“God, I can’t take this, I’m going to die. Ooooo, I love this so much, I have never felt so horny in my life. Stick it in me again Chris, please stick it in me just there. Yeeessss, that’s it, just there. Ohhhhh, myyyyy, Goooood. I’m cuming again, I’m going to cum again.”

She hung onto the sides of his head as she pushed her crotch onto his face so he could drink her offerings. She could hear the creaming sounds coming from his overworked tongue and lips.

With one hand still holding her small arse, he stuck two long fingers of the other hand deep inside her and at the same time bit down on the bud of her clit. She screamed again as her juices flowed and flowed from her.

Grinding herself into his face, Chris wet a finger of his hand and rubbed it gently back around the star of her arse. As soon as she felt his finger at her back hole, she moved her hips against his finger to be able to bend slightly and give him better access.






Chris was relentless now, with his two fingers pounding her cunt, he pushed his other finger into her arse to the first knuckle, then withdrew it and immediately pushed it back in until it sunk into her arse as far as it would go.

She threw her head back and from side to side, thrashing her hips backwards and forwards in time with Chris’ pounding. She could feel the finger in her arse stirring her insides and pushing against his other two fingers separated merely by the thin membrane between her two small entrances.

He watched her body as it shook and wobbled in front of him. Her downy covered mound and slightly hairy, thin legs. He pulled her to him again and once again attacked her clit.

“No Chris, please no, I’m too sensitive there now. Just fuck me with your hands and let me see your face as you watch me cum again for you. I’m soooooo close, just a little longer. I want to cum all over your chest. I’m soooooo close.”

“Ooohhhh Gooodddd. Ooohhhh Gooodddd. I’m there. I’m cuming. Chris, can you see me. Chris, I’m cuming for you.”

He pulled his two soaking fingers from her erupting pussy, pulled her to his chest and rubbed her small frame up and down his glistening muscles as she came and came and came. Her juices bubbled and frothed and ran down his stomach.

He caught as much as he could with his free hand and sucked his fingers into his mouth to taste her sweet, youthful juices whilst his other hand still stirred the insides of her arse.

As her body slowly came down from its earth chattering explosion, her legs finally gave way and she again sank to his lap, laying the side of her face and her hair on his cum covered chest.

After a few short minutes, her breathing was returning to as normal as the circumstances would allow, whilst her hand gently played with one of his nipples.

“Mmmm, I love how hard and slippery your chest feels Chris . . . . Can I take my shirt off and snuggle into you?”

Chris raised her arms and lifted her shirt off over her head. It was soaked with the sweat of their lust. She unclasped her tiny bra and shrugged it off her shoulders. At first she was embarrassed to take it off completely because of the size of her budding tits.





Finally, she pushed herself away from Chris’ chest and flicked the bra to the side. As she sat there naked for the first time, she waited for Chris’ reaction.

“You’re absolutely stunning s*s, absolutely beautiful.”

She smiled shyly, took his head in her hands and kissed him properly on the lips. As their tongues explored each other’s mouths, Chris slid his hands up the front of her body and rolled her rock hard nipples between his fingers.

They rubbed their sweat-covered bodies together and again she felt his enormous bulge sticking up against her lips.

Once again, she pushed herself slowly away from him. . . . Finally, he allowed her to break their kiss. She looked him straight in the eye, and then slowly looked down between their bodies to the wet jeans covered bulge sticking up in front of her.

His eyes followed hers and as they watched, his tool twitched suddenly and pushed his jeans out to tearing point.

She reached down, unsnapped the stud and slowly pulled down the zipper. Still the bulge couldn’t escape, its huge size only allowing a small part of the root to be released. She slipped down to the floor and took off his shoes.

As she looked up at his crotch, she grabbed hold of the sides of his jeans and gently tugged. He raised his hips slightly off the couch to help her undress him and watched as, open-mouthed she slowly peeled his jeans down his thighs.

At first, just the bush of dark hair and the root of the monster appeared. What she could see was as thick as her small wrist. She pulled again and more and more of the shaft came into view. Her eyes darted up to his and then back to his shaft, unable to believe what was unfolding in front of her. She pulled some more and smiled as the bulging veins on the side of the shaft pumped.

It was almost there now with just the huge head holding it in its jeans hell. He held her hands where they were and his massive tool twitched again.

The bulbous head sprang free and the entire monster landed on his thigh to one side, twitching and uncoiling.

Without taking her unbelieving eyes off the monster cock, she finished undressing her brother and slowly reached up towards his tool. Watching her reaction drove Chris wild with lust. His cock slowly lifted off his thigh and stood up his stomach as hard as an iron bar.




She placed both her hands round the shaft and gently pulled back the foreskin to reveal the dripping head that stood bobbing above her hands. It was the size of her fist and topped a shaft as thick and as long as her forearm.

Pre-cum flowed from the sperm hole and ran down the shaft to cover her tiny hands. She lifted one to her mouth and drank in not just the taste but also the wonderful smell of her brother’s manliness. It was the most wonderful taste she had ever experienced and she needed more - much more.

She slid slowly up his body and pulled his giant tool down to meet her face. First, she rubbed the pre-cum covered head all over her cheeks and chin and then licked the massive bulb with her delicate tongue.

Chris shivered as he watched his tiny sister try to take this massive object into her mouth. At first it seemed impossible but she stretched her mouth wider and wider until the head slipped in between her lips.

She massaged the shaft with her hands as she sucked the huge head with all the force her struggling mouth could muster. He threw his head back and moaned loudly. The feeling of not only being free of his jeans, but also of what his sister was doing to him was driving him mad.

She took the head out of her mouth and pumped his shaft hard with both her hands. She then bit the side of the shaft and ran her tongue down to his massive balls. They felt like oranges as she pumped his shaft and took one ball then the other into her mouth.

Chris was experiencing the best head of his life as his sister worked hard to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. She raised herself up slightly so that she could rub the pre-cum into her rock hard nipples and then her hair. She rubbed the sticky shaft again over her nipples as she sucked the head back into her mouth.

From one nipple to the other, then pumped it hard again - this was driving him out of his mind, he was getting closer and closer to cuming all over his sisters body - he had to hold out longer - this was just too good to end yet.

She slid her body up on to the couch and lay in his lap from the side then raised one leg towards his shoulder and he gently raised her waist up his body and placed a leg on either side of his head.

The sight that then greeted him was so erotic - a beautiful, lightly hair covered glistening, red, open winged pussy with its little clit standing out proudly from the top and about an inch from the other end of her pussy was the beautiful, puckered pink hole of her arse he had so masterfully plundered earlier.





From where she was laying, she too had the most mesmerizing view of the biggest and most beautiful cock she had ever laid her eyes on. Even with her youthful years, she had seen a couple, but never anything like this. It was massive and if she thought about it, slightly frightening.

Chris slowly licked down the inside of her thigh, feeling the light tiny hair covering, until he reached her opening. He gently sucked in her clit and watched as her pussy and arse muscles tightened and relaxed in response, then down the other thigh to the same goal - same response.

By this time, Chris was again driving her mad which made her work even more furiously on his prick. God, it was huge, even with both hands, she could only just cover its girth, but what was better about this position was the fact that she could get more of it in her mouth.

She was working hard with her mouth and tongue on the head . . . . The first few inches of the shaft were so hard; that she knew Chris wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. She could feel his balls climbing up into his body and she knew from previous encounters with boys her age that he was about to blow his load.

She wanted to taste her wonderful brothers wad, she wanted to take as much of him in her mouth and choke on his cum. She wanted to feast on it and when he had drained into her stomach, she wanted to spin round, kiss him hard and share his load with him.

Chris could take no more, he warned her he was going to cum, pushed his hips up into her face and growled into her beautiful pink slit as his balls emptied into his sisters tiny mouth.

Pump after pump of his thick, white jizz blew from his body straight down her throat, filling her mouth time and time again. She swallowed over and over again as quickly as she could. Even so, some escaped her mouth and ran up her face towards her hair.

She had never known anything like this. Yes, she had swallowed before, but that was just dribbles in comparison to this deluge. She loved it, she drank and drank, she sucked harder and harder until he began to slow.

As soon as she felt Chris start to slow down, she spun round, straddled him and kissed him with a full mouth of cum. He had never tasted his own jizz before, but if his sister wanted to do this, then it was fine by him.







Suddenly, in mid kiss, she rose fully on one leg, grasped his still hard, pumping cock and gently started to lower herself onto it. She was so horny for his massive tool and so wet from her juices as she forced the head against her tight hole.

It wasn’t going to go. She pushed again, still nothing. Chris’ cum was still oozing from the end and covering everything in slime. He reached down and gently took her hands off his monster and replaced them with his own.

He smiled down at her and said “You open her up for me.”

Her eyes flashed to his before returning to her task. She took a ruby, wet lip between fingers of both hands and slowly pulled them apart as he again placed his prick at the entrance to her wantonned tunnel and gradually raised
his hips. It was working; millimetre-by-millimetre the purple head squeezed its way in.

He looked into his sister’s face. It was scrunched up with eyes tightly shut. There was a look of perhaps pain, but more likely anticipation and even fear.

“Try to relax baby.” he whispered into her ear as he took one hand off his tool and gently brushed the wet hair out of her face. He kissed her softly and lovingly on her lips and she visibly responded to his kindness and concern.

She returned his kiss, rubbing her small chest into his muscular wet skin and very slowly pushed down, then lifted slightly, pushed down again, gently setting up a rhythm that treated both of them to the most wonderful feelings they had ever experienced.

The more she pressed down, the further he slipped into her tiny body. She pushed herself away from his chest and looked down at his mammoth tool partially disappearing inside her soaking pussy. She hissed through clenched teeth on each slow decent and then smiled up at her brother in proud exclamation.

“It’s working Chris, it’s really working, I’m fucking you. My God, I never thought I’d be able to take even a small edge of that thing, but I am and I’m really fucking myself with it. Shit, this is so cool, how does it feel for you, is it as fucking brilliant over there as it is over here?”

There was no stopping to allow her to adjust to the enormous girth of the intruder; she wouldn’t stop her own pounding of his rod if it killed her. She kept watching as more and more of it disappeared up inside her.







“Oooohhhh, I can’t tell ya just how perfect this is s*s. You got to believe, I have never ever felt anything as tight and wet, ribbed and hot as you are right now. You are so tight; every little rib up inside you is pushing and rubbing along the underneath of my knob head. Oooohhhh Christ, it’s so sensitive, it feels like I want to piss real bad.”

“Ooohhhh Chris, you’re rubbing along my cervix. My Gooodddd, that feels sooooo nice. Oooohhhh, let me keep doing it just a bit more, that’s it, just there. Ooooohhhhhhhhh Shshshshiiiiiiitttttttttt, you’re making me cum, Chris, I’m going to cum, I can’t stop. Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh. Oooooooohhhhhhhhh. Yeeeeesssss. Ooohh Yeess, yeess, yeess, yeess.”

Her body froze once more. Her head pressed into his chest. Her nails dug into his arms. Her saliva dropped from her open, suddenly quiet mouth.

She began to shudder and grunt. Again and again she grunted, only this time she bit down on his nipple sending electric bolts down to his prick.

She was strangling his tool, not able for the moment to push any more up inside her. He strained hard to stop himself slamming his spam in to the hilt to raid her womb.

Her juices somehow made their way out around his tool, hissing and bubbling, running down to wash his giant balls.

Time, for the moment, stood still as small after shocks caught her by surprise. She dreamily looked up at him and smiled as a few more little shocks wracked her body.

He gently swivelled his hip, the giant head of his prick encircling her cervix. She couldn’t take it, it was just toooooo sensitive.

“Oh God Chris, no don’t, not for a minute, you’re going to make me piss if you keep that up.

He smiled at her and encircled her cervix gently again, then again. She looked up at him with a scared look of expectation on her face.

“Chris, you’re going to make me piss myself, please don’t, you’ll hate me.”

“CHRIIISSSS.”

She couldn’t hold back. Her golden piss squirted from her onto Chris’ thick cum covered patch and round his huge stump onto his balls and then the couch below.




Chris put both his hands under her crotch and caught copious amounts of her hot piss in his palms. He brought them out and rubbed them into his chest then into her small tits before putting both the palms to his mouth and let his long tongue lap up what remained.

She couldn’t believe what she had just seen him do, it didn’t make him hate her, in fact he loved it and she could tell how turned on he was by his ever probing cock

She couldn’t understand why their piss, sweat and cum covered bodies were so erotic to her but they were. Her hands trailed through the slime before she hugged him again, rubbed their skin together and pulled herself up to start working on his mammoth organ again.

Even though she had just pissed all over both of them, it still hadn’t washed away the smooth, soft lubrication of her cum. Although it still felt as though
she had a bat wedged up her insides, she felt more confident now that Chris would never do anything to hurt her.

As she looked down between them, she could now see that she had more than half the monster shaft embedded in her being. She let the next decent in her rhythm sink his prick past her cervix to find the walls of her womb itself. She felt her cervix pushed out the way and shoved into the corner of her chamber as the giant invader ploughed on.

On and on it went with each successive decent. As she continued to look down at the ever-disappearing prick, she would quickly glance up at Chris and then down again, giggling almost hysterically to herself.

The glove like cunt muscles were starting to work their magic on him and he could feel his balls starting to tighten. He suddenly picked her up with one huge arm behind her head and stood upright, never letting his pole escape its tight chamber. His other hand was holding the base of his prick as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He walked around the room hugging her to him, pounding her cunt for all it was worth. Her previously normal hole was being struck with vicious blows as she bounced around in front of him like a rag doll. She loved the feeling of being overpowered, fucked . . . . . fucked and pounded like never before.

His giant dong was kept from hurting her by his hand around its base, so she could take as much part in the pounding as she liked in the sure knowledge that nothing could suddenly hurt her. She hung onto his neck, prized herself away from his hug and bounced as hard as she could on the end of his super solid meat.





She could see it racing in and out of her, the vain on the side standing out even more. The whole rod getting redder and redder, it felt as if it was growing even harder inside her.

Then suddenly he stopped - everything stopped. She looked up at him and smiled, he looked at her, a look of expectation on his face, they both slowly looked down to where his prick was visibly shaking. Suddenly Chris screamed and BANG - a huge gob of red hot, thick, white cum pelted the base of her womb.

She threw herself backwards in exuberance. Chris quickly grabbed her with both his huge arms to stop her from falling. She was now at right angles to his body as he cried out again and another huge gob thumped her insides.

Chris looked down at his sister’s small body just lying there limp, her legs splayed as far apart as possible to allow the best possible access. He pulled her gently towards him to get even more of his rock hard club inside her and without even opening her eyes, she whispering his name.

“Ooooohhhhhh yes Chris, slide it in, give me it all. Push it all up my pussy, make me a real woman.” She just dangled there, wrapped up in her own depravity.

He could easily manipulate her tiny body on his massive frame and gently eased his way up inside her. More and more disappeared with her gently whispering encouragement.

Finally he was there. She felt his hairy mound on hers, his balls on her arse; she knew she had taken him all. His massive tool was now totally enclosed in her tight, tight tunnel.

“Oh God, if only this could last for ever.” she whispered whilst she basked in the glory of their achievement.

“Fuck, shit, ooowww.” Chris howled.

“What is it?” she said, sitting up, still bouncing gently as she smiled up at her brother’s hurt looking face.

“Fuck.” he said. “I knew I was still cuming, but I forgot that when I put the rest of it in, the back of your cunt would seal off my fucking hole and when I just spurted, it couldn’t cum out and it didn’t half fucking hurt.”

“Oh, I’m sure I can do something about that.” she said jumping down, clamping her legs together and dropping to her knees.





With both hands, she grabbed his softening dong, and milked his thick shaft for any sperm still willing to spurt across her face and hair.

She was able to find a couple of strings and several dribbles before he was dry and she wiped all sides of him through the goo rubbing it into her skin and hair.

She made sure nothing was lost by washing its entire length and breadth with her tongue before standing in front of him.

“Your turn now, big b*o.” she said coyly.

“You bet.” he said, “I thought you’d never ask.”

Chris threw himself to the floor facing up to her fanny. She placed one hand over it and straddled his face. She lowered herself down and just before his tongue made contact, she whipped her hand away and presented him with a fanny full of all he had deposited inside her just moments ago.

“Mmmmmm,” he cooed as he slurped and gulped at the wads of jizz flowing from her stretched pussy. “We taste absolutely great s*s.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” she said giggling at the thought of what she had just said.

“Do you think I will ever go back to the size I was before Chris?” she said, slowly grinding her pussy lips into his face, “Because I don’t want to have to struggle like that, to get all of you up inside my fanny, every time we royally fuck each other.”

Chris did as he was told and with a face full of fanny, just shook his head.

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And then, of-course, there is the third type of i****t which is an infatuation and super lust by two members of the same family where they find that they can’t stand the thought of not getting to suck, fuck and blissfully screw each others brains out until one or both of them collapses from exhaustion.