My cock twitched, throbbing against her stomach, the pre-cum leaking from the tip, soaking into her skin. I kissed her harder, deeper, my tongue fucking her mouth like I wanted to fuck her pussy, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her flush against me.
Ada started to struggle, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps, her chest heaving against mine. Muffled moans escaped her throat, vibrating against my lips, her body trembling beneath me.
I pulled back just enough to let her breathe, my lips brushing against hers, my breath hot and ragged.
I could see the steamy breath escaping Ada’s parted lips, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her nipples still hard, aching for more. "Aunt Ada..." I murmured, my voice a dark, teasing purr. "How did you feel just now...?"
Ada’s gaze flicked to Kerry, who was watching with wide, hungry eyes, her fingers digging into her own thighs, her pussy no doubt throbbing with jealousy.
Ada’s cheeks burned with shame—and lust. "I..." She swallowed hard, her tongue darting out to wet her lips again. "It felt good..." Her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with honesty. "But I had... difficulty breathing..."
I chuckled darkly, my fingers trailing down her cheek, over her collarbone, circling one stiff nipple before pinching it just hard enough to make her gasp. "That’s good," I purred, my voice smooth and knowing.
"That means..." My hand slid lower, cupping her pussy, my fingers spreading her soaked lips, exposing her dripping entrance.
"Aunt will be cured... soon." I leaned down, my breath hot against her ear, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "And her pussy... and her erect nipples... will be healed..."
Kerry couldn’t take it anymore. A jealous whimper escaped her lips, her fingers twisting. "Dexter..." she whimpered, her voice breaking, her eyes locked onto us, burning with need.
"I—I... Me also..." Her voice was thick with longing, her thighs pressing together, her pussy flooding with need.
I turned to her, my gaze dark and hungry. Kerry’s lips were parted, her breath ragged, her nipples hard and aching. She wanted what Ada just got—no, she needed it.
Without a word, I crawled over her, pinning her beneath me, my cock dragging against her stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake.
Kerry let out a broken, needy sound, her hands flying up to grip my shoulders, pulling me down as I captured her lips in a searing, jealous kiss. This was different from Ada’s—hotter, more desperate, fueled by the green-eyed monster of seeing Ada get what she craved.
Kerry moaned into my mouth, her tongue dueling with mine, aggressive, hungry, her fingers digging into my back, her nails scratching down my skin, marking me as hers.
Muffled, steamy moans filled the air, vibrating between our lips, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer, her pussy grinding against my thigh, desperate for friction, for release.
I growled into the kiss, my hands gripping her hips so tight I knew there’d be bruises tomorrow—marks of my ownership on her soft, trembling flesh. My cock throbbed between us, the thick, veined cock pulsing against her stomach, the swollen head leaking pre-cum in thick, pearly droplets, soaking into her skin.
Kerry whimpered into my mouth, her body arching into mine like a desperate offering, her breasts crushing against my chest, her nipples hard as fucking diamonds, aching for my teeth, my tongue, my rough, possessive hands.
When I finally pulled back, Kerry’s lips were swollen, glistening with saliva, her eyes glazed with lust, her breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps that made her tits heave.
A thin, silver thread of spit connected our mouths, stretching before snapping with a wet little sound. Her chest rose and fell like she’d just run a marathon, her nipples stiff and throbbing, begging to be sucked, bitten, tormented.
Kerry panted, her voice trembling, her lips parted and glistening, her tongue darting out to wet them nervously. "D-Dexter..." she whispered, her fingers trembling against my chest, her nails digging in just enough to tease. "W-What do you call it..." Her eyes flicked down to my mouth, then back up, shy but fucking hungry.
"When you bite my lips like that... like you own them?" Her voice cracked, her thighs pressing together, her pussy clenching around nothing, aching for friction.
I smirked, my thumb brushing over her bottom lip, pulling it down just enough to expose her teeth, my other hand already sliding up to grip her breast, my fingers rolling her nipple between them. "That’s called kissing," I murmured, my voice a dark, teasing purr, dripping with amusement and lust.
"But this..." My fingers snapped to her nipples, pinching the hard, swollen buds between my thumb and forefinger, pulling them sharply and suddenly, twisting just enough to make her gasp.
"AAAAAAH—!" Kerry screamed, her back arching off the stone like she’d been struck by lightning, her breasts thrusting forward, her nipples aching from the sudden, rough treatment.
"D-Don’t—!" she gasped, but her voice broke into a moan, her thighs pressing together tight, her pussy clenching around nothing, flooding with need.
"Hmmm... It hurts..." The sound was needful, whiny, her eyes squeezing shut as her body betrayed her, arching into my touch instead of pulling away.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear, my breath hot and ragged, my cock throbbing against her thigh. "You like that, don’t you, Aunt?" I growled, my fingers twisting her nipples just hard enough to make her whimper, her pussy dripping with need, her clit throbbing like a fucking heartbeat.
"You love when I hurt you just a little..." My other hand slid down her stomach, dipping between her thighs, my fingers finding her soaked pussy, spreading her swollen lips to tease her clit, circling it slowly, maddeningly.
"N-No—!" Kerry lied, but her hips bucked against my hand, her body begging for more, her breath hitching as my fingers pressed just hard enough to make her gasps. "I-I hate it—!" Her voice cracked, her nipples throbbing under my rough touch, her pussy flooding with more wetness, dripping down her ass.