Her cock remained inside him, softening but warm, and he clenched around her deliberately, drawing a ragged gasp from her lips–his lips. He straightened up, finding her balance, and strutted toward the mirror, hands on her hips.

“Look at you,” he said, her voice dripping with a mix of awe and mischief. She appeared at the threshold,Rape His Sister her face–his face–still flushed, her jeans zipped but rumpled, a faint sheen of sweat on her brow. He redoubled his efforts, sucking her deeper, his throat working around her, his tongue pressing against the underside of her shaft.