The clock ticked mercilessly as Comatozze dashed through the house, her tight dress hugging every curve like a second skin. She was late for drinks with friends, but the sight of her step bro lounging on the couch ignited a wicked hunger. “Hey, quickie?” she purred, her voice dripping with mischief, eyes locked on his in teasing POV challenge. Her big tits strained against the fabric, nipples peeking like invitations, while her plump ass swayed hypnotically.
He grinned, pulling her onto his lap without a word. Hands roamed greedily: his fingers sinking into soft flesh, kneading her massive breasts as she ground down, heat building fast. She unzipped him, guiding his hardness inside her slick warmth with a gasp. “Fuck me hard, bro,” she whispered, the incest thrill spiking their pulse. Hips slammed in frantic rhythm, her ass clapping against him, tits bouncing wildly in the mirror’s reflection.
She rode him like a storm, nails digging into his shoulders, moans stifled against his neck to avoid waking the house. The quickie turned feverish, bodies slick and urgent, until he gripped her hips and thrust deep, filling her with hot release. Breathless, she slid off, adjusting her dress with a sly wink. “Don’t tell,” she teased, slipping out the door, leaving him spent and craving her return.
