"Fuck!"<br/><br/>The exclamation had enlisted the entire force his lungs could summon, but it was heard as barely more than a muffled growl. His lips were fastened to Celeste's folds, without the slightest accommodation for anything save pleasure. She seemed hell-bent on drenching him. And he offered no resistance. Mad lashes of his tongue kept her rosy clit company and he rammed her cunt with his fingers as well to compound her pleasure.<br/><br/>Her body twisted beneath him. Frantic movements that left no room for doubt over what she wanted. Hell, the grip she had of his hair would have been damn painful were she not shoving her pussy against his face. "God, baby," he gasped finally yielding to the need for oxygen. Yet even while replenishing his supply, his eyes were raking her. His expression would not have looked out of place from a starving prisoner faced with a heavenly spread. "What's gotten into you?!"<br/><br/>He loomed over her, imprinting the stain from her juices along her pale, delicious flesh. The trail began just above her navel, criss-crossed her supple breasts, curved up along her neck to culminate in a kiss that was as raucous as anything he had seen in porn. He had never seen her so raw. So full of pure, sexual fury.<br/><br/>"If I didn't know any better..." he didn't complete the sentence. The glint in his eye though made sure his thoughts were still conveyed. Some of it anyway. It would not suit his well-being if Celeste knew he had been fantasizing about fucking her twin sister.