Passionate Sex On The Couch

But more than anything it was her eyes; those deep, gorgeous emerald pools, drawing me in as if to drown me in her need. “Please!” Her whole body started to shake, her eyes clenching closed with concentration. She gasped as she felt me pressing against her lips; I grinned, nodding, and lifted myself enough that she could stare down our bodies to see. I squeezed her tighter, using them like handles as I started giving her a little more power, a little more speed. I slid my hands from my sister’s ass, over her wide, curvaceous hips, up along her slender little waist, under her chest. She gasped in surprise, jerking herself back, glancing down at me in apology and shame. She finally came down again, an enormous, satisfied smile on her lips as she rested her cheek on Tammi’s thigh, and I slowed slightly to a more sustainable pace with my thrusts. I’m right here, you know!” Kristy objected, but I could tell from her tone that she was just being playful, not serious.