Rene wants to resist. She wants to fight, to scream, to cry. Instead, she lets Robert pull her closer, his cock sliding ever deeper until she feels it press against her throat. Her face is flush against his belly, her mouth gaping and she can feel his balls against her chin. She gasps, trying not to choke while also trying to suck him at the same time.<br/><br/>Her fingers clenched at his hips as she fought the urge to pull back. Her mouth made soft puckering sounds as she sucked him, her tongue washing against the thick meat. Her right hand slid up his side, caressing his chest as she sucked.<br/><br/>Rene tried not to think about what was happening, but it was nearly impossible. Her brother, Robert, was using and abusing her in a way that she could not even have imagined before. How could she not think about that with her mouth full of him, her senses flooded by the smell of his oiled skin and the sexual musk that was practically drifting off of him.<br/><br/>Rene continued to suck, hoping Robert was happy with her efforts and would soon be through with her.