As you plan the next thing you're going to do to your brother, you keep Lewis in your sweaty armpit, even though he wasn't struggling to get out, he was obviously hating every second spent under your arm, after all, the combination of sweat and stink was going right to Lewis' nostrils.
You let Lewis go, and, for a second, he thinks that you might got tired of torturing him for the day, but when he saw the evil grin on your face, Lewis became worried and scared. "Don't worry, It's nothing you hadn't smelled before!" you mock you little brother. You draw Lewis towards you and pin in on the floor, you were about to rub your ass on your brother, and he knew that, as he was trying to escape, but it was useless, you are way stronger than him. You slowly get your ass closer to his face, as he screams in fear, the back of your jeans is covering his face, and by the sound of his screams, it smells pretty bad
Without mercy, you rub your ass side to side, you feel his nose trapped in between your cheeks, making him smell the worse of your rear, but before you continue, you thought that maybe you were going easy on him... maybe too easy.
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