Page 89 of Stepbrothers

“Now take it out,” he said in a voice that demanded obedience. The playful, ‘lets pop open the champagne’ mood had well and truly gone.

“Yes, sir.” She looked up at him and slotted her fingers into his waistband.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his nostrils flaring. “You’re so fucking sexy when you call me that.”

“Damn it, she is.” Parker stood at Hugh’s side and slid his own hand into his jeans, appearing to adjust himself. His concentration was firmly on Clarice.

“Like this?” Clarice pulled out the elastic waistband and easing it over Hugh’s thick shaft.

“Yeah, like that,” Hugh said breathily. “Shove them down, take me in your hand.”

She pushed the sweats midway down his thighs then took his hot, heavily veined shaft in the curl of her fist.

“Lick the end,” Hugh said gruffly. “All around it.”

With her heart racing, she poked out her tongue and circled it around his glans, absorbing the heat of him on the tip of her tongue, then slipping it into his slit.

He moaned and locked his knees. The grip on her hair tightened.

She kept on exploring his shape, running her fingers to the base of his erection and back up again.

“Fuck, I’m hard watching this,” Parker muttered. He took out his cock and fisted its length.

“Open up, baby,” Hugh said. “Take me deep.”

She did as he’d asked, opening wide. But she couldn’t move her head. Hugh had it held just where he wanted it, and he slid his cock between her lips then stilled. “Fuck, I’ve been dreaming of fucking your mouth,” he said.

“Do it,” Parker said, masturbating faster now. “Fuck her mouth.”

Hugh let out a long low groan and slid over her tongue and to the point she nearly wanted to gag. He didn’t linger there, he withdrew then eased back in.

“Fuck yeah, so hot,” he said. “Play with my balls, Clarice, play with my balls.”

She did as instructed, cupping the heavy sacs and rolling gently.

A long, bliss-soaked moan rumbled from his chest, and he stared down at her.

“Touch yourself, Clarice,” Parker said. “Put your hand into your knickers, make yourself come, too.”

Clarice didn’t need telling twice. Her pussy was quivering with need, her panties wet. She shoved at her dress and sought out her clit, caught it beneath her fingers and rotated.

Her moan vibrated around Hugh’s cock as he sank deep. God, it wouldn’t take her long to come. It was so hot having Parker watching her suck off his brother. She glanced up at him. His mouth was parted, his eyes alive with desire. He was clearly enjoying the show.

Hugh upped the pace, sliding in and almost out of her mouth, his cock hardening to steel. A hint of saltiness coated the back of her tongue; he was getting close.

“Damn, this is so good, you’re so good,” Hugh murmured. He firmed up his hold on her hair until it stung her roots, but she harnessed the pain, added it to the other erotic sensations. “Fuck, I’m gonna come…” He gasped and pulled out.

“Let me in,” Parker said, cupping her chin, turning her head and squeezing her cheeks so her jaw was forced to stay open. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth, too, baby.”

His cock was there, and there was no preamble. He pushed into her mouth, bloating her cheeks and making her eyes water when he went deep.

“Come, Clarice,” Hugh said, excitement lacing his tone. “Come, now, or you’ll be over my knee for a spanking.”

Her orgasm was almost there, her clit swollen and the pressure mounting. And as Parker used her mouth, she let the climax reach a crescendo. Gasping for breath, she came hard and fast, her hand shifting rapidly beneath her dress.

Parker removed his cock and masturbated wildly.

Hugh’s cock was there instantly, ramming deep. He came, flooding her mouth. His cock pulsating. She swallowed rapidly, desperately. A gush of cum coated her cheek and chin, Parker releasing his seed onto her face, jerking himself off.

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