<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Reese Spalding <strong>Location:</strong> Home <strong>Tags:</strong> Soaking wet sis</em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/72/b8/d1/72b8d15e083e3b072de0066151588a2e.jpg)</div><br/><br/>All my evil plans crumble. Reduced to a pile of fleeting drivel in the wake of my sister's guttural cries. I can see her eyes pillaged by the orgasm - which one was it now? It has to be at least a hundred or so -and every one of them was meticulous and powerful. I am a proud man. A tidbit of euphoria does not become me. Nor my deliciously decadent big sister.<br/><br/>"<strong>Don't stop</strong>," I growl as that intoxicated cock splits you wide open. Each time the head thuds deeper, exploring depths that were never meant to be. "<strong>Keep that slutty cunt cumming for me, Chanel...</strong>" my head tips over to attack your breasts, tongue lashing at those rosy nipples with as much vengeance as I fuck. "<strong>I want you to drench that damn cock with your juices, sis</strong>."<br/><br/>The words might have been muffled under the enthusiasm with which I slurped your soft, perky tits but the carnal intent that brew them was as naked as our bodies.<br/><br/>"<strong>I want you to make me so damn wet that I slide right up your sexy little ass, baby</strong>"