"Moan for the camera”

I closed my eyes, letting my head fall back. I let the groans escape my lips without a second thought. As a spine tinglin... orgasm ripped though me and I almost slipped off the table. 

Keith was there before I even realized he'd moved, one hand over mine, driving the vibe into me with ever more forceful thrusts, Keith grabbed my hands and pushed them behind my back he cuffed them into place before going back to work with the vibrator.

"Good girl," he murmured.

Keith’s. "What am I supposed to watch out here.There's no TV in the hall. I'll die out here!" he said, beating on thedoor, with his tears pouring out like a faucet, to the point that theyflooded the hallway. The door swung open again. "Thank you so much. I loveyou..." he said, before all the trash launched out of the apartment ontohis head, and a giant hammer from nowhere KABLOWS into the mess, andlaunches it down the trash chute, along with Will himself.Once the stars circling his head disappeared,. I didn't move a muscle for a minute or two, just let my cock throb inside my sisters pussy. I pushed Kelly's legs up and placed her knees next to her head and started to pump in and out of her. Every few pumps I increased my power and speed. Soon, I was pounding her cunt hard. I could feel her breath get knocked out with each forceful slam against her. Holding her down by the back of the knees her pussy was taking all of my force. My balls were slapping so hard against her ass it was almost. Glancing around, I could see that she had gone to a lot of work. Even though the entire room was made of straw bales, the floor was covered with a sleeping bag, and there were posters on the walls. A couple of them caught my eye, Elvis Presley with his hips obviously being propelled toward the audience, and the infamous photo of James Dean with his car, cigarette dangling from his lips. As much as I hated smoking, in that instant I almost wished I could be smoking a cigarette in front of.