Encuentro a mi hermanastra con mi ropa inside, se la Quite y le follo el coño HISTORIA COMPLETA

Title: “Unexpected Indiscretions”

As he walked into the dimly lit room, his breath caught in his throat. There she was, his younger stepsister, stretched out naked on the massage table, her pert little bottom exposed beneath the flimsy towel. The scent of essential oils hung in the air, their relaxing effects already evident in his sister’s serene expression. He froze, suddenly unsure if he was seeing things correctly.

Her eyes fluttered open, catching sight of him in the reflection of the full-length mirror. She let out a little yelp, her cheeks flushing pink as she realized her embarrassing position. “What are you doing here?!” she gasped, her voice echoing in the quiet room.

He stammered, his tongue suddenly dry. “I… I thought today was your day off! I was just checking…”

She glared at him, her eyes narrowing as she struggled to sit up. The towel slipped, exposing the curves of her breasts, and he found himself transfixed. “Well, as you can see, I am not off duty,” she snapped, snatching the towel back around herself.

But he was focused on other details now, his gaze roving over the smooth lines of her body, the sheen of oil on her skin. Memories of childhood games flooded his mind, but these were different, charged with a new kind of tension. He licked his lips, a hunger growing inside him.

Stopping himself, he realized he was acting like an animal. But the softness of her skin, the warmth radiating from that towel… He had to have a taste. Moving closer, he bent over her, inhaling her scent. She shrank back, eyes wide, as his hands brushed the towel away.

His calls were drugged with desire as he ran his hands over her thighs, pushing them apart. “What… what are you doing?” she protested weakly, but made no attempt to stop him. He stroked her folds, finding them slick with more than just oil. With a growl, he buried his face between her legs, tongue delving into her heat.

She gasped, gripping the table as he worked her, lapping at her sensitive flesh. Her hips bucked, thighs clamping around his head as he ate her out, reveling in her juices. What had started as a massage turned into something far more erotic, the roles of masseuse and client reversed.

His fingers joined his tongue, pumping into her as he sucked on her clit. She cried out, writhing against his face as he pushed her closer to the edge. He could feel her body tensing, hot and ready for release. With a few more well-placed strokes, he sent her hurtling over, her body shaking as she came undone.

Before she had a chance to catch her breath, he was on top of her, his clothed body pressing her into the table. She gazed up at him with glazed eyes, biting her lip as he fumbled with his zipper. His hard length sprang free, eager and ready. Using his thumbs to spread her folds, he set the head of his cock right at her entrance.

She was rubbing on him now, hips lifting to take him in. With a swift thrust, he buried himself inside her slick heat, groaning at the exquisite feel of her tight walls gripping him. She took him so well, her body welcoming him in.

He set a hard, fast pace, snapping his hips against hers as he fucked her good. Each thrust pushed her up the table, her cries of pleasure music to his ears. His hands roamed her body, squeezing and caressing any sensitive spot he could find. Her tits bounced with the force of his thrusts, and he bent to capture a nipple between his teeth.

Cries of ecstasy filled the room as he ravished her body, taking his pleasure, giving his own. She was so responsive, clenching around him as he worked her g-spot, pushing her to new heights. Before long, she was thrashing beneath him, another orgasm coiling tight in her core. With a sharp slap to her ass and a quick twist of his hips, he sent her over again, her whole body seizing up as a wave of ecstasy crashed over her.

He followed quickly after, spilling his seed deep inside her as he grunted his own release. She lay boneless beneath him, breathing hard, a satisfied smile on her face. He pulled out, watching in wonder as his essence trickled from her well-fucked hole.

Dressing quickly, they avoided each other’s gaze, suddenly shy. As he left the room, he couldn’t help but think that their “massage” sessions would never be the same. And he couldn’t wait for her next “appointment”.