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” With well-practiced ease, she reached between her thighs, grabbed his thick shaft and then lowered herself until the cockhead slipped into place. Kelly wanted to savor the moment, but she couldn’t wait and slammed her hips downward. As her brother’s beautiful boner rushed into her long neglected pussy, Kelly let out a groan of pleasure that, moments later, turned into ecstasy. The deep, powerful stroke triggered an all-consuming, erotic explosion. With a cry of, “Oh shit, yes!” she surrendered to the climax. Waves of passion raced out from her pussy. All sense of time or place vanished. At the height of her orgasm, she felt herself being lifted as the exquisite object triggering her passion claimed even more of her body. Then something warm erupted inside her, and she felt nothing but pure bliss. Kelly opened her eyes and noticed the almost anguished expression on her brother’s face. She contracted her pussy around his dick, trying to milk it dry and increase both his. “What do you want Chray?” He didn’t sound irritated, but didn’t sound so enthused with him being in his office either.Not saying a word, Chray took quick strides to his desk, stepped past the two leathers chairs placed in front of the desk and placed his fists onto the surface of the desk as he leaned down. “I need some help big brother.”Charellee didn’t vocally acknowledge him, merely looked passed his frames to his round face, then his eyes trailed down and stopped dead center and Chray’s bulge. Chray grinned as his big brother eyed his arousal, proud he could catch the attention of his big brother in such a way. Charellee grunted, then shifted in his chair and turned his gaze back to his computer. “Not now Chray, I have work to do.”But Chray’s grin grew even bigger, despite the words said, he heard the tone, he knew the tone when his big brother really wanted dick. So he leaned across the desk, placed two fingers under his big brother’s chin and guided his gaze from the computer.
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