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Driven as much by curiosity as instinct, David's hands slid over her taut and toned tummy. Perhaps encouraged by the fact the sight was hidden by her bust, she imaged it was someone else's body.
Her fingers finding that pussy, slipping into those short shorts... But she couldn't pretend when she felt the eager twitching of her pussy. As if desperate to feed on those fingers. A yip burst from her lips. Biting her lips, and telling herself she needed to be quieter. David found it impossible to stop his exploration. It was too enticing, too alien... too much fun.
She twitched, her whole body jerking itself momentarily from the bed. Her bust shifted like buoys in a heavy sea. But she managed to keep herself quiet. Or at least, less vocal. David's cheeks burned, as she found herself squishing, the noise of her excitement impossible to pretend was anything other than her own arousal. Her readiness for fucking clear on her fingers. Their stickiness, both exciting and oddly gross. She could picture them glistening. She jumped once more, as she imagined tasting herself... The sight of a seductive, über-busty babe licking her juices from her fingers teasing him was making him breathe heavily. David's rasping breath sounding more animalistic... and seductively feminine with each gasping, huffing breath.
It was the idea of her frigging herself to a loud shrieking orgasm that both tempted and horrified David.
But, it was the sound of a cough... a deliberate fake cough coming from behind her... from the door of the bedroom. That startled her, snapping her head backwards, she saw Sara his big sister standing in the doorway. A look of amusement mixed with contempt and cruelty battling for control of her features.
But worse, Sara was tucking the medallion away. As if stung, your hands erupt away from your pussy. Far, far too late to pretend anything else was happening. A soft but clear, liquid splat fills the silence of her gaze. A speckle of cum flying from your fingers to hit the wardrobe door.
Too mortified to speak, you blush, as your mouth silently opens and closes, no words coming to your defence. Sara's clearly recognised the medallion, and you...
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