Stepbrother The Escaped Prisoner

She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on my face. Her pussy tasted like smoke and candy. He stood behind her, one hand in her hair while he fucked her slow. Every time he drove deeper, her moans vibrated straight through me. They switched off like wolves sharing meat. She rode me hard, nails clawing my chest, biting her own lip until it bled. He moved behind her, spreading her ass while she clenched around me. Sweat dripped. Breath turned ragged. She came first—loud, broken, almost angry. Then she made us both finish on her tongue, swallowing one after the other, never breaking eye contact.