Chapter 200 Up Her Pussy:>>2

• And now there was embarrassment, yes, but only because she had caught him - but it was overwhelmed what he had seen. He played it back in his mind, like an artist dwelling on the exquisite detail of a priceless painting, further enriched by the memory of his other senses too - like her smell: the sweetness of her perfume and the odour of her cunt, subtle and irresistible; and the wet sounds of her vulva as she played. The memory invoked a surge of lust and he quickly unzipped himself and drew out his cock, stroking it vigorously as he remembered. Ellie...fuck, how had she got so hot? Her tits...the tight little body, moving sinuously as she serviced herself. Her fingers, long and slim as they grasped the dildo, and the wet, warm opening to her body gripping the shining black plastic.
• And as he stroked his cock he imagined a different scenario: how she might have opened her eyes and smiled as she saw him. The whispered invitation to come closer, to stand beside her and watch as she played; the soft sounds of her cunt, the bubbling juices. The look in her eyes as she watched his face. He imagined her setting aside the dildo and grasping his cock with slippery fingers, pulling it towards her...the tip touching her wetness, poised at the entrance. He envisaged her face, staring up at him with an expression of desperate lust on her face. He imagined penetrating her...punching upwards into that tight, quivering little body.
• With a soft groan Jason spurted: jets of hot jism splashing over his hand, and in his mind's eye he pictured it spraying into his sister, and he could see the flare in her eyes as she felt her brother's warmth infuse her.