Kaiya Enjoys A Passionate Encounter

I felt more connected to her than ever. Her tits jiggled as she rocked back and forth to the rhythm of my hips. I slipped on some black boxer briefs and socks. Em emerged from the bathroom shortly after. “It’s not all going to fit sis,” I said, half complaining. Three pumps and two apologies. We unpacked her stuff and watched some TV while we cooled off. I pulled back out and went all the way in again. Be gentle please?” she responded. “This all started because you were obsessed with my panties.” Her face was glowing, and she smiled wide. Then it was showers, dinner, and usually some cheesy Italian TV until bed. On the floor, by the stairs to the third level, her dress was laying on the ground. Em walked to the large bed, her finger lightly touching the thin fabric that hung from each of the four posts. With her legs spread so wide I was easily able to get in and