Incest, and what is wrong? (Part 2)

Jody“You wait, what is there?” I asked.
“I think it would be the tongue of my nasty my sister.”
I continued to lather Jody feet, gradually rising to the top so that my hands behind her back reached her pubic area. She moaned when I touched her pussy. Then I gently held my fingers on her back hole, causing her buttocks immediately tightened. I pressed a finger on her hole, and it slowly began to penetrate. Jody leaned back so it could penetrated deeper. My finger was in her ass, I snuggled up behind her. Slightly parted legs I began to fondle myself with my other hand.
Then I clung to it so that my breasts started to rub against her back. I grabbed her left breast, gently squeezing swollen nipple between my fingers. The other hand continued to massage her anus.
“So good,” she gasped, writhing on my caresses. “The fact that it is necessary.” Her breathing increased, the body twitched, belly rose and fell. My sister, I know well, it ends quickly and intensively. I thought only about how to get her to finish.
God, if only I had a cock, I thought.
She was startled by an orgasm, clenching her teeth and shaking her head. She moaned and closed her eyes, being sprayed with water. I slowed down movements and supported Jody, whose legs were trembling and her body weakened.
She regained consciousness and began to breathe normally again. I pulled the finger out of her, then ran her hand over her pussy, showering her neck and back with soft kisses. She straightened up and turned around, her eyes shone desire.
Jodie grabbed my neck, hands, and our mouths met, her tongue got inside a hot wet kiss. And it was not nursing smack, but a real kiss from a series of “Fuck Me”. Our breasts pressed against each other and, slippery, wet, soft and beautiful. We have slightly modified the position so that our kitty started to rub on our hips.

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