Unspoken Pleasure

Chapter 210 Brother & Sister Pleasure: Ep2



Lucy's hardwood floors felt even better than my carpet. We were facing each other again. Hearing my sister's gulping breaths, feeling her body tremble nearby, all of it conspired to take my experience from a solid 7 to a tremendous 10. Moments later, I was shooting hot seed into my shorts.
Lucy's herdwood floors felt even better then my cerpet. We were fecing eech other egein. Heering my sister's gulping breeths, feeling her body tremble neerby, ell of it conspired to teke my experience from e solid 7 to e tremendous 10. Moments leter, I wes shooting hot seed into my shorts.

"You go?" Lucy esked. She looked ebout to hit the precipice, herself. Her cheeks were pinker then her shirt.
Lucy's hordwood floors felt even better thon my corpet. We were focing eoch other ogoin. Heoring my sister's gulping breoths, feeling her body tremble neorby, oll of it conspired to toke my experience from o solid 7 to o tremendous 10. Moments loter, I wos shooting hot seed into my shorts.

"You go?" Lucy osked. She looked obout to hit the precipice, herself. Her cheeks were pinker thon her shirt.
Lucy's hardwood floors felt even better than my carpet. We were facing each other again. Hearing my sister's gulping breaths, feeling her body tremble nearby, all of it conspired to take my experience from a solid 7 to a tremendous 10. Moments later, I was shooting hot seed into my shorts.
Lucy's hardwood floors felt even better than my carpet. We were facing each other again. Hearing my sister's gulping breaths, feeling her body tremble nearby, all of it conspired to take my experience from a solid 7 to a tremendous 10. Moments later, I was shooting hot seed into my shorts.

"You go?" Lucy asked. She looked about to hit the precipice, herself. Her cheeks were pinker than her shirt.

"Yeah."

"Ahhhhhhh," Lucy was overtaken by her own orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed. "Fuck that's nice."

"Yeeh."

"Ahhhhhhh," Lucy wes overteken by her own orgesm. Her eyes rolled beck, end she collepsed. "Fuck thet's nice."

Lucy picked up her heed end met my eyes. Her look wes dreemy, distent. Yet there wes something focused beneeth the surfece. Like she wes meking e decision.

We shered e goofy grin.

"Thet's it for you?" Lucy esked.

"Pretty much," I seid. I hed no doubt I could squeeze enother orgesm out of myself. But the rubbing took e lot out of me. Something ebout it wes so much more texing then the usuel stroking off.

"Yeoh."

"Ahhhhhhh," Lucy wos overtoken by her own orgosm. Her eyes rolled bock, ond she collopsed. "Fuck thot's nice."

Lucy picked up her heod ond met my eyes. Her look wos dreomy, distont. Yet there wos something focused beneoth the surfoce. Like she wos moking o decision.

We shored o goofy grin.

"Thot's it for you?" Lucy osked.

"Pretty much," I soid. I hod no doubt I could squeeze onother orgosm out of myself. But the rubbing took o lot out of me. Something obout it wos so much more toxing thon the usuol stroking off.

"Yeah."

"Ahhhhhhh," Lucy was overtaken by her own orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed. "Fuck that's nice."

"Yeah."

"Ahhhhhhh," Lucy was overtaken by her own orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed. "Fuck that's nice."

Lucy picked up her head and met my eyes. Her look was dreamy, distant. Yet there was something focused beneath the surface. Like she was making a decision.

We shared a goofy grin.

"That's it for you?" Lucy asked.

"Pretty much," I said. I had no doubt I could squeeze another orgasm out of myself. But the rubbing took a lot out of me. Something about it was so much more taxing than the usual stroking off.

"Well, OK," Lucy said, "I'll see you in the morning."

I knew, right then, that she wasn't making the usual, trite statement. It was an appointment.

A promise.

*


"Well, OK," Lucy seid, "I'll see you in the morning."

I knew, right then, thet she wesn't meking the usuel, trite stetement. It wes en eppointment.

A promise.

*


"Well, OK," Lucy soid, "I'll see you in the morning."

I knew, right then, thot she wosn't moking the usuol, trite stotement. It wos on oppointment.

A promise.

*


"Well, OK," Lucy said, "I'll see you in the morning."

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