1. Christmas Wish for s****r


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 98, Source: xHamster

    blue, thin, enough to cover the butt and pussy but with only a band on the sides. Millie could be bad about her laundry, and he'd seen them in her room before, as well as once when she'd left them sitting on the bathroom counter after a shower. He'd shown the appropriate level of disgust for when a b*****r finds his s****r's panties somewhere they shouldn't be, and demanded she immediately get them. This was Millie, his s****r, not some girlfriend. He had definitely gotten carried away. He didn't find her attractive, and never had. How could he? She was his s****r. What was going on? Millie felt him hesitate and even tense, immediately guessing why. Of course he was apprehensive. This was Kyle, and she was his s****r. And he was her b*****r, whom she'd teased, and kissed, and stripped the pants from. She'd gotten lost in a moment, swept up in a feeling of romance, the connection she’d suddenly found, the sparking glow of the fireplace. But it should stop. She could just let go of him, make a joke, and act like it was nothing. But for some reason she couldn't identify, she didn't want to. His dick felt good in her hand, thick and meaty, the way he breathed and moved as she touched it. And he was so close to touching her, and she'd wanted to be touched there so badly. It’s not like she was forcing him; he could stop if he wished. She could just let him make up his own mind what to do. And she could make up hers. She began stroking him again. It felt good, he couldn't deny it. ...
    s****r or no, it was nice. He had to make up his mind, he knew, and soon. How to weigh something like this? His feelings were all over the place. Where his fingers were was warm and inviting. His hand seemed to decide for him, as it continued sliding down. The skin under the fuzz grew softer as the angle fell. Lower still she opened up, smooth and wide and wet, so wet. She was ready to feel his finger inside her, frustrated by his slowness and lack of confidence. The poor boy was just unsure despite his age, she reminded herself, but at least he was still keeping the energy up, as his fingers explored around the outside, even sometimes flitting unknowingly across her clit. She squeezed his cock, loving its thickness, imagining what it would feel like pushing inside of her. She opened her hips wider and rose against his hand. Finally getting the idea, she felt him at her entrance and then slowly sliding one finger in. Millie thought about moaning, just enough to let him know she wanted it, but couldn't quite bring herself to do that in front of her b*****r. His finger delved in deeper, feeling around all sides in little circles. Constricted by the angle and her pajamas, he stretched his arm across her as best he could, still unable to get much past the second knuckle into her. He moved his finger in and out, pressing the rest of his hand against her, his palm pushing against her pubic bone with greater effect than he realized. Gripping his dick tight, she slow-stroked it from ...
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