My hand ended up clasping the side of his face. Blood boiled underneath my skin, burned in my lips as i kissed him back hard. Those lips. His lips. ...he ones I had been longing for. The ones I missed so much. They were mine again. He pulled back and smiled at me. I stared at him; and smiled weakly back.Then I felt the urge to cry; all of this happiness. It was only temporary- the truth was he was still hers. He still wasn't in love with me. Did this mean anything to him? Anything at all? He. The heat and an unbelievable urge overpowered me.I didn’t know whether to continue to pretend unconscious or just break free. But knowing that she’s my elder sister and a married, I gathered that pretending would be safer for the both of us. So as if I was enjoying unconsciously, I also run my hands all over his body. I smelled little foul, though the odor was surprisingly tempting and desirable.I also kissed her bare boobs then cheeks. I was still afraid and tried to take off her panties in. Don’t look at the fucking camera! That’s a good girl. Oh my God! You're coming in my panties. Keep shooting Jenn. This is unbelievable. Get over here you little slut. Come over here! Now, we're going to make this a little more realistic. Take off those panties and don’t spill a drop. Hold them in your hand. Now, sit on the bed and open your mouth. Tell me how you like the taste of your own cum my little sissy boy. I want you to take the. Hanging from it was a butt plug. Without ceremony, he removed his two fingers, and plunged the plastic knob into her ass. “Arghhhh!” Elena gritted her teeth, trying not to complain. “Stand up straight now, slut,” Eric demanded. “I can’t Sir,” she said. Elena struggle to straighten but couldn’t. Eric grabbed her shoulders and forced her to stand at attention. Her mouth opened in a silent cry. He covered her open mouth with his own, plunging his tongue in deep. As his kiss continued, he felt her.