I hit myself harder than that. Xnxx “Holy, goddamn shit.” What was that? “Keep hitting me! Teasing my brother was the only thing that made living with him bearable. “Ohh, you can do better,” I purred. I don’t know why I called my vibrator Danny, it just felt right. There was a rustling noise, then my brother nervously greeted me: “So, Kim. He flushed, a bulge forming in his pants that he tried to causally hide. He was my brother. You should spank me.” I kissed him, his beard wonderfully rough on my face as his arms wrapped around me, and pulled me tight against him. The pain was wonderful, stinging through my flesh right to my aching clit. Faster! “I love you, too,” I purred and pulled his face into my crotch. “Holy shit, Kim,” he breathed, his hand stroking my sore ass. Great winds drove the fire in my cunt. I didn’t even have the money to fill my gas tank up every week.
