Hannah pulled off his robe, pushing it over his shoulders, then held his cock and moved closer while grabbing the gusset of her panties with the other hand. She pulled them to the side, positioning him right at the mouth of her dripping pussy.
They both groaned in unison as she sank down his shaft.
Slowly, Hannah started to ride her brother, rocking her hips up and down, rotating against him when he felt her own ass fit into his thighs. Scottie wrapped his hands around her, pulling her into a tight embrace. With one hand between her shoulders and the other on the back of her head, he kissed her, hard. Though he was the first to open his mouth, she was the first to use her tongue.
Their hips danced together, pulling and pushing in perfect synchronization. Their hands squeezed and groped, mauled and pinched. Scottie pulled her hair and bit her neck. Hannah raked her nails against his back swirling her tongue around his.
It was passionate and desperate, both breathing into each other with eyes shut, focusing on the overwhelming pleasure mounting within them.
“Your hard cock feels so good in my pussy, Daddy,” Hannah whispered in his ear.
“Oh fuck, Hannah,” Scottie groaned, grabbing her breast, and catching the nipple in the web of his hand.
Their pace increased. More frantic, animalistic.
Hannah moaned and grunted “Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh!” in rising octaves as she bounced in his lap. Scottie sucked on her tits, twirling her nipples in his mouth as his hands squeezed and kneaded her tight, round ass.
Scottie stood, Hannah letting out a squeal of surprise as he carried her to the chest of drawers, still lodged within her to the hilt. He set her down at the edge, her eyes wild and loving it and he thrust his hips into her.
“You fuck me so good,” she said as she leaned back against the wall, shaking the furniture with the concussion of each thrust.
Vintage photos in vintage frames tumbled and clattered. The dresser hammered against the plaster wall behind, cracking and flaking in a growing spiderweb as their voices grew louder.
“You like my tight pussy, Daddy?” She said as she spread her legs wider, grabbing his hips and pulling him into her. “You like fucking your baby girl’s wet, little pussy?”
Scottie pushed into her hard.
“Fuck, I love it,” Scottie said. “Daddy loves it so much.”
Hannah growled in pleasure.
“Oh my god!” she said, reaching down and holding her legs wide for him. “I want to feel you cum, Daddy. I want you to cum in me so bad!”
“Oh, Baby,” he said, thrusting harder, faster. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Fuck yes! Do it!” she said, hand dashing to her pussy and rubbing her clit while he pounded against her mound. “Cum in me, Daddy!”
“Fuck!”
“Yes!”
“Fuck!!!”
“Yes! Yes!! YES!!!”
Scottie fired off inside her, shooting his cum deep into her womb. Hannah felt the heat explode within her as he convulsed in pleasure. She screamed in ecstasy as her nerves ignited as she too came, pussy clamping down and milking the semen from his pulsing cock.
They held each other, panting and sweaty, slowly allowing their senses to return to earth.