She knew so much about sex. I was pregnant with his child. Indian sex My stomach clenched. I licked my lips, closing my eyes. They were so soft and plump. Her hand stroked her swollen stomach. Her flesh massaged my cock, the friction growing so intense as I buried over and over into her pregnant pussy. I wished incest wasn’t illegal. “You get off on fucking me at school, don’t you? I loved doing anything with him. You’ll get that every day. It would be so long and thick, the crown darkening as blood flow increased. I plunged the dildo so hard, so deep into my pussy. I bet they had a reason when they built this school, and then later they rearranged the shelves or something, mostly blocking it off. It would all be worth it. On your big brother’s dick?”
“I am,” she whined, her voice so high-pitched and throaty as she trembled.
