Her body was squirming around trying to understand the intense feeling she was having. He fingers dug deeper the sounds grew louder. At this point my ...tep-brother was trying not to show what he was doing at this time because he finally realized that I was standing there the whole time. He reluctantly reduced his momentum in fears that id notice he was masturbating. But My step-sister was All by herself focusing on the thing dirty things her brother put into her mind. Suddenly her whole body. Matt watched her hand slide the glass with fruit juice to him, then started to look up and offer a smile of thanks. But something caught his eye. Sarah's robe had opened while she was leaning, and the unmistakable forms of her breasts pushed against the silk, producing a rather enticing looking cleavage. Her robe blended well with her skin; a dark robe hiding a well tanned cleavage. While Matt was watching, Sarah stood up causing her tits to jiggle. She came over to his side of the table.. I began rocking my hips, hoping to get more cock into her face while sucking the honey from her sweet hole.When I felt she was getting comfortable, I sought out her burgeoning clit, first rasping it with my tongue, then sucking on it. Her hips began to move and her groans became more audible. She was wiping my face with her leaking cunt when she suddenly stopped, letting out a wail as she came. The noise was quickly followed by a flood of her juices, which I lapped up as quickly as it was. He was almost gliding over the hardwood flooring without so much as opening his eyes. His chest rose and fell with perfect rhythm that set the pace for the rest of his movements. It was almost like he was dancing across the floor but dance wasn’t a powerful enough word to describe him. What Shinku was doing was refined and beautiful but it was not a dance. Each movement was deliberate and strong, an expertly placed kick, a slight pivot of his hip or a shift of his weight. This man was a warrior.