<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Chanel Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Home <strong>Tags:</strong> Peeping Twin </em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS_GmClfZ4HzAntUieHebttOMPxN8bq8p-tiOFzAEAzjabVxfP0_g)</div><br/>I moan softly as I feel him stroking against my pert, round ass, his hands stroking sensuously over my hardened nipples. Oh God yes I want him. I always want him. He makes me feel so...alive...<br/><br/><em><strong>"Tell your baby brother more..."</strong></em><br/><br/>My hands stroke over his hands, holding them against me, moving them over my skin, sliding on slippery wet curves as I tip my head back to rest my wet head of dark hair on his shoulder. I press my hips back against him, reveling in his teasing.<br/><br/><strong>"I have places that are dark...warm...soft...tight...wet...aching for my brother's cock to be buried in them...claim them...take them....fill them with thick, hot cum..."</strong>I can almost feel him growing behind me, pressed against me. I want the clothes gone. I want to feel his hot flesh rubbing against mine. Burning me with it's touch. Making me cry out in want and pleasure. I can't take it anymore. I turn my face toward his, kissing his neck. Then I whisper, my lips still brushing against the soft skin of his neck,<strong>"Reese......Please......"</strong><br/>