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I walked downstairs in only a thong and an over sized T-shirt. Sauntering into the kitchen I started to make some breakfast. Drake sat down at the island and I couldn’t help but grin when I remembered what happened on that island last night. I was so lost in my memory that I dropped the plate I was holding. “Shit,” I gasped jumping back. I swept it up and put it in the bin. Suddenly a little smirk worked its way to my face. I turned but Drake had already disappeared. I found him in the living room watching TV. “What was that smash?” Drake inquired. “I dropped a plate…I think I need punishing,” I put my finger on my bottom lip sexily. Drake looked up and his eyes darkened. Before I could process what was going on he yanked me over his lap. I felt him lift my T-shirt up and then he slapped my ass. I groaned quietly and clenched my ass cheeks. Drake rained down hits on my ass and I could tell I wasn’t istanbul travesti the only one getting turned on by this. “That’s right big brother…punish your little sister,” I moaned. “I’m going to ram my dick in your tight pussy…that’ll fucking teach you,” Drake growled. He placed me on my hands and knees and ripped my clothes off. I heard him shuffling about behind me than he rammed his dick inside me. I groaned and nearly buckled but he held my hips tightly. One of his hands snaked round my waist and he massaged and pinched my clit roughly. I nearly screamed and Drake just kept thrusting into me. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the front room and mingled with our grunts and groans. “Drake,” I panted. “Yeah you love your brother fucking your pussy don’t you?” he growled in my ear. “I love your big dick in my tight pussy,” I admitted. He grunted loudly and istanbul travestileri slapped my ass hard. I squealed and Drake chuckled sounding strained. “I’m sorry for being a bad girl big brother…make me a good girl…punish me with your big dick….ram it into my tight pussy,” I moaned. Drake’s hands tightened on my hips and I groaned. “You’re so fucking hot Gray…and you’re so tight…it feels so good,” he hissed. “Well fuck me harder then,” I growled. Drake sped up and thrust into me as hard and fast as he could. “So what’s going on here then,” Emelie spoke up. Drake froze and I winced. Our twin cousins Emelie and Cole were stood in the doorway watching us blankly. They’re my age and I’m actually really close to them so it wasn’t unusual for them to let themselves in. It wasn’t the moment for it but I couldn’t help but give out a sarcastic response. “We’re playing travesti fucking hockey…wanna join in?” I said sarcastically. Drake snorted yet he still hadn’t removed himself from deep inside me. Cole looked horrified but Emelie looked amused. “Yeah may as well,” Emelie grinned. She slid her summer dress off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor around her feet. Unclipping her bra she dropped it then slid her flip flops and thong off. I watched her wide eyed as she came to lay in front of me. Drake had pulled out of me now and quickly yanked on his boxers. He stood beside Cole looking worried. I gazed down at Emelie’s shaved pussy for a moment then bent my head. I licked up her pussy and she moaned. Feeling encouraged I gripped her waist and continued to lick her pussy. “Fucking lick my pussy,” she moaned. “You’ve been a bad girl Emelie…you need to be punished,” I smirked. I pushed my finger inside her and she squealed loudly. Bringing my mouth back to her pussy I sucked her clit as I finger fucked her. “Holy shit…not something you see every day. Your cousin getting fucked by her brother then said cousin giving oral to your sister,” Cole choked.
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