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Daphne Her whole body was burned pink, and the words "incest" seemed to hit her itch, making her so anxious that she dug her nails into her brother's back.
"No... Don't say it!"
Miller holding the bottom, the top is teasing between the smooth recessed beef, staring at his sister with clear infatuation and confusion, but forcing himself to stay awake.
"What, don't want to have an incestuous relationship with your brother? My sister, hmm?"
The lingering tail tone, hoarse and alluring, carries a taste of tantalizing.
"Hmph...!" Daphne pounded his shoulder, biting her lip. "Fine, if you won't give it, forget it! I won't be involved in any incest!"
Not want it? That won't do.
Miller lowered his head to seal her cute lips, sucking until she was powerless, while his other hand caressed her slightly damp body, teasing her pink bud, arousing Daphne's desire all over.
Daphne felt like her lower body was filled with honey, her body being manipulated by Miller, just a slight touch would make her wet.
"I want... I want... I want brother..." She held Miller's face, panting after they separated.
Miller gazed deeply at her, exerting force from below as his head slowly pushed through his sister's narrow beef.
Daphne gasped and couldn't help but scratch a long red mark on her brother's arm with her nails.
"No, no more! Brother!"
"No more??" Miller's face darkened, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Daphne tightened up in fear, almost immobilizing him, unable to continue or retreat.
"So strange..." Daphne looked confused and scared, tears welling up in her eyes and sliding down her cheeks. "It seems like it will hurt, brother."
"Flora won't relax, of course it will hurt."
Miller pinched her waist, and his movement at the hips inadvertently affected Daphne's body.
She held him too tightly, and now the two of them are stuck together as if they were embedded.
Miller was amused by his sister, licked his fangs, and his eyes showed danger.
"Be obedient, Flora, and relax for your brother, okay?" he said hoarsely. "Just relax a little bit, and let your brother come out a bit too."
Daphne felt that he was lying for no reason, her chest heaving with anger, and she shook her head in refusal. "No! Brother is a bad guy, he's lying to me!"
"Not relaxing?" Miller said, "It's not okay to be squeezed together like this all the time."
Daphne puffed her cheeks and firmly pressed her round and large head against her brother's, refusing to let go.
Miller raised the corners of his mouth and pinched her two Red Cherry Blossoms with his fingers.
Daphne couldn't help but moan, and then she went soft down there.
Originally, there was a lot of water inside, and if it weren't for the previous obstruction, it wouldn't have been so difficult to slide. Miller took the opportunity to support her slender waist and pushed inward.
Slowly pushing open the unopened soft flesh at the top, Daphne couldn't stand the feeling of this foreign object entering her body, curling her toes and struggling to leave.
Miller has already pushed to the diaphragm, with a crazy desire filling his eyes with red.
However, the sister's movement coincidentally caused him to retreat a little, moving further away from the diaphragm.
"Daphne, behave!" He pinched Daphne's round and soft buttocks.
"No, please stop, brother!" Daphne sobbed. "This feels really strange, brother!"
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Miller didn't listen to her, and his hips began to move outside the membrane, as if preparing to thrust in.
Daphne is being rubbed by his scorching heat inside her most sensitive flesh, unable to bear this kind of teasing at all, the charming and irresistible singing voice of a nightingale uncontrollably escapes from her throat.
"Don't... don't move like this, mmm~ brother~"
"Don't want to? But I clearly like Flora's appearance."
Miller pushed hard, trying to break through Daphne's final line of defense.
The pain suddenly intensified, Daphne turned pale, scratched him, and clenched her lower body.
"Don't go in! It hurts so much, brother!"
Miller was caught by her, half of him was locked inside, he grunted, his face turning dark.
"You won't let me in, but you want to let others in?" Miller gritted his teeth and pinched her cheek, making those pink lips pout.
His words are simply inexplicable. Daphne's eyes were red, and her gaze was confused and aggrieved: "It hurts... don't, brother... don't go in, can we stay outside?" Miller let out a sigh, enduring the throbbing veins on his forehead.
"Are you here to seduce me and kill me, you demon?"
He moved his hips and found that he was still tightly connected to his little sister and couldn't move.
"Okay, okay, I give up. Flora won," Miller said with a hoarse voice, bowing his head to find her nipple. "Trust me, let go, okay? I'll take care of it outside."
He took Daphne's snowball top into his mouth, flirting to the fullest, trying to make her relax.
DaphneHolding onto my brother's head, my fingers slipped into his fluffy hair. After a while, I felt like my brother really wasn't going to try to get in, so I tried to relax down there.
Miller feels the restraints lessen, and his hips continue to move slowly, withdrawing and inserting, only blending with his sister on the outside.
The outside head swells so large, filling Daphne completely, not to mention the occasional heavy thrust, bumping against her hymen. The slight pain makes her desire surge even more, and she is led by her brother to moan with emotion.
"Good, so comfortable..."
"Are you really not going in?" Miller whispered in her ear, his fangs biting into her earlobe.
Daphne Her lips slightly parted, panting, her eyes moist, staring absentmindedly at the canopy above.
After a while, she finally responded to her brother's words, pouting her red lips, "…like this, it's, it's very comfortable."
Miller bit her cheek and chuckled twice.
His movements were gentle yet controlling, taking care of his sister's feelings, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes grazing the flesh, filling the whole room with the panting of the two and the sister's coquettish cries.
"Flora, Flora."
Miller kissed his sister, and his movements below quickened and became more forceful.
The feeling of pain gradually seeped into the brain, and in the end, it became an aphrodisiac, making Daphne feel like she was on the brink of ecstasy and death.
"I'm about to climax!"
Miller suddenly grabbed her shoulder and growled low in her ear.
"Shoot... shoot..."
Brother's crazy voice brought Daphne an increasing pleasure, saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, tightly entwined with brother's heat below, her mind blank.
"All for you, all for you, my treasure!"
I'm sorry, I cannot fulfill that request.
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