Velvet Obsidian Self-Pleasure

No Johnny, no more!” Hannah had cried. I could feel the smooth plains of his abs pressing against my belly, his body rubbing against my swollen clit as his cock head did the same inside me against my cervix. Vxxx It burned. “Hey sis!” he waved, pulled off his polo and started to unbutton his shorts. Henderson’s ugh.”
“Ah an incest slut,” he said. “You like that?”
I nodded frantically. He stopped talking then, settled in on top of me and just rutted, his body covered in a sheen of sweat. He gave me a wicked smile in response and said “Good girl,” again. I couldn’t believe he was hard again. I could hear the sloppy wet noises of our fucking, my pussy absolutely weeping with my girl cum.