(C84) [カイガンセン (坂上 海)] NEOμ's! (ラブライブ!)
#97514 - She heard him rummage through a drawer and run the ice machine and thought she had no whiskey. From his hold of her pelvis, he could observe, relish, his penetrations of her – her venerably heart-shaped tush – and between her buns feel the more muscular, strangling slick-friction of her wrap of him within as he stirred and churned his semen inside her, her depths soupy, sloppy with sperm and lubricant; his thrusts compounded would amount to a short ton of his meat packed up her ass before they were through, he imagined, ponderously piling his bulk into her pound after pound, one brick at a time: building on their blasphemy, erecting their sacrilege – this deliciously unlovely buggery of his sister’s delightful fanny. Maggie left a kiss print on his throat as they departed, her mark, corvette red, that he’d wear loud and pristine for the rest of the day.