Their eyes met, his hands slid down her back, grabbed her ass, and pulled her roughly into him so she could feel his erection pressing into her stomac.... ‘Does this feel like I’m just being nice?’ She felt an intense tingling deep inside, spreading from her abdomen down her thighs, and everywhere in between. She was aware of her nipples tightening, rubbing against the fabric of her bustier. It had been so long since she had felt such desire – felt desired – that she was speechless. Her lips. I tell him I'm downstairs in the laundry room. He grabs a banana and a drink and watches me as I bend over to get clothes from the dryer. He takes his unopened banana and slides it between my legs. I jump and asks if he's happy to see me.I turn around and see my brother standing there with a very hard dick. I look him up and down, step closer to him to reach for his banana. He looks back with this evil grin, grabs my waist and takes my shorts down. He's looking at my undies and turns me. He left them hanging from one ankle as his head descended to her and his lips found her steaming wet hole. He kissed her tenderly down across her pubic hair and finally pressed his warm lips against her pussy. Urging her to hold it open for him as he kissed and licked her. His hot tongue quickly finding her hungry wet hole and as he pressed his tongue into it, Ann gasped. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him firmly against her as she purposely rubbed her hot wet pussy up and down. "Fuck me hard. Hurry!"Russell didn't need much encouragement. He started slamming into me, his hips hitting my butt with every stroke, the head of his cock pounding against my cervix. I'd have slid back on the desk except Russell had, like, a death grip on my tits. I'd never come that many times all at once, so maybe that was it, but the last one was different. I could feel it coming—slow and warm, kind of dreamy, and it rolled through me like I was riding a wave.My pussy, then my tummy, then.