Why would I want to wipe it off? Don't I
look hot with my step-brothers’ cum on
my
boobs?"
Henry fumbled for the key. Why had he
told
hisfather and stepmother that he'd keep
an
eye on their house while they were away?
After a long day at work, the last thing he
wanted to do was drive half an hour out
of
his way to check in on plants and a spoiled
cat.
Besides, there was no reason his
stepsister
couldn't take care of things. Five years
younger than Henry, Kirstin was eighteen,
more than old enough to take care of the
house she still lived in. "She isn't home
much," Henry's father had explained when
he'd made the house-sitting request.
"Between her college classes and her job,
she's almost never around. Some nights
she
doesn't even come home."
Surely his father wasn't na? enough to
think
Kirstin was staying out all night because of
work and classes. But Henry figured it
wasn't his place to break the news that
sweet, innocent Kirstin was probably out
partying. Or fucking.
Henry finally found the right key and
opened
the door. All the lights in the house were
off.
All except one. At the far end of the
hallway,
the family room light was on. Kirstin must
have forgotten to turn it off. "Damn kid,"
Henry muttered.
He headed down the hall. As he got closer
to
the family room, he heard noises. More
specifically, sex noises. "She wouldn't," he
thought.
At the doorway of the room, Henry
paused.
Should he grab whatever kid Kirstin was
with and shove him against a wall, or just
tell him to get the Bleep out? Grabbing
could
be a problem he thought; it might get him
accused of assault. So yelling it would be.
Henry looked into the room.
His eyes opened wide as he saw his little
stepsister naked on the couch, gasping
and
moaning as she bleeped herself with a
large
pink Love Machine.
Henry's cock immediately stood at
attention.
Kirstin was gorgeous; he'd noticed that
before, but her body... God, no wonder she
was out all night sometimes. As though on
its own, Henry's hand rubbed his cock
through his pants.
Fortunately, Kirstin's eyes were closed.
"Bleep,
yes!" she groaned. "Oh, my god, Bleep me!"
Henry went closer, careful not to make any
sound that might let Kirstin know he was
there. Her breasts were possibly a B-cup,
firm and round and with nice pink nipples
pointing straight up, Henry estimated. Her
pussy was smooth where I’m sure blonde
hair had once surrounded her pussy. As
Kirstin thrust the Love Machine in and out of her
cunt, she tweaked her nipples. It was one
of
the sexiest things Henry had ever seen.
Kirstin’s hand was a blur as she rammed
the
stiff Love Machine in and out of her wet cunt. He
couldn't resist the temptation any longer.
He
undid his pants and grasped his large
cock.
As he watched his sexy stepsister nearing
her climax, he stroked himself toward his
own.
"What the Bleep are you doing?"

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