Losing herself in that moment, it would be impossible to keep herself from waking the kids up, and worrying about it was too far from her mind to be a concerning factor. Andrew was fucking her from behind, working his cock inside her pussy, thrusting deeper, and harder, as he picked up the pace. All she could focus on, was how good it felt to let go and submit to his bucking waist against her ass, stroking his cock inside her depths. "Aaah! Yes, I love it! I love your big, fat cock fucking me!" Emily only had a dirty mouth inside the bedroom, succumbing to saying things she otherwise would have blushed to hear, usually rather reserved and well-mannered when she wasn't tangled in the sheets, at the mercy of her brother's hungry cock.<br/><br/>His hand caressed the smooth skin of her back, before his fingers curled around her mane of cinnamon, pulling hard enough to sting her scalp slightly, yet she would not fight his guidance, instead complying with the pull, so that her head reared backward, eyes rolling to the backs of her lids, as her jaw hung slack, breathing turning into panting quickly, a moan lingering between each rapid breath. She gasped roughly once again, when his palm struck her ass, leaving a red imprint behind, sparking her skin with a radiating flow of heat. Yet his fingers then dug a little deeper against the fullness of her plump behind, grasping a handful of her ass cheek.<br/><br/>The way he handled her while they were in bed, she relished every moment, pressing her hips back against him with every propelling thrust he hit her with, Feeling the jiggle of her ass against his waist, and the bounce of her tits against one another, as he used her body to its fullness, jumping in unison with his raw strides. Again he smacked her ass, which made her gasp once more, though her smirk was unavoidable afterward, a groan seeping past her lips to indicate how much she really liked it, how Andrew knew she did; rough.