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“You little brat,” I moaned, my cock erupting. A big smile crossed her lips. What would those plump lips feel like sucking on my…? “Allie!” I moaned between licks of my little sister’s delicious twat. I wanted to just bury in her and satiate myself. Frustration burst through me. She sat up as I licked my lips.
