Chapter 939 My Special Heat:>14
- The wrongness doesn't go away, it makes things even better. The crawling nature of knowing you're fucking familiar flesh and blood doesn't dissipate, it only increases every other sensation. You never forget you're having sex with your sister. And what's supposed to be the worst part unfortunately only makes it the best.
- Like I said, I wasn't supposed to know what my sister's pussy smelled like. Felt like. Wasn't allowed to know what she looked like when she came. But I saw it. I watched it. Memorized every detail.
- Betsy hung halfway down on my dick. Her mouth slowly gaping wider and wider. Her eyes, her hips, her pussy all yawning open in the exact same way. The slow build unending till I thought she would never stop.