“Lick my pussy. I know you want to,” she says, and he can’t get between her legs fast enough. Head between her thighs, his warm tongue gently ta...stes his sister’s intimate slit for the first time, and she mewls with pleasure, fisting his hair to keep him there. As if he would leave. She tastes fucking amazing, like salt and strawberries.He licks her delicately as first, teasing her until her hips lift, searching for more of his mouth. Isaac gives in, eating her hungrily, licking and sucking on. I hesitantly started to lap at her clit. Her moans told me she was enjoying it, as I felt my own cum dripping onto my chin. She began grinding against my mouth and told me she wanted me to lick it up. As I started taking my own cum out of her dripping pussy, she reached down and started fingering her clit. She breathlessly told me not to swallow, and try and keep it in my mouth. After a few minutes she was furiously rubbing her clit. She looked down and moved her pussy from my face. She asked. I nodded my thanks, committing the address to memory while the girls drank in every detail of my stunning good looks. Cromwell Estate was quite an impressive building. It still had the look of a castle, with towers and huge glass windows that were covered with thick curtains. The view of the ocean from up here was breath-taking, but I wasn’t here to sightsee. There were guards standing at the gates, and I had to knock them out before proceeding. A human might have had trouble with this, but. When you want something you get it every damn time. You make things happen with your will alone. You are fucking fierce. You have had ppl try to tear you down, break you, remake you into their idea of beauty, but you just laugh and keep on moving. They don't get that you know who you are. How you made yourself. So there eyes caress you with envy, lust, hate as you walk past the check-in desk, past the wanna-bes, the bible thumpers, the fucking unhappy couples, past the ppl who just can't be.