The Remains of the Fire
I always admired Julia's blue-green eyes, just like her brother's. She's reserved, doesn't say much and watches everything, so people thought we were stuck-up snobs at school. She never really fell in love, not like me.
I fuck Lipe, and still dripping wet, I tell Julia that I kissed my cousin. I catch the curiosity in her eyes and kiss my best friend, tasting her kiss, and then we cum together.
I always admired Julia's blue-green eyes, just like her brother's. She's reserved, doesn't say much and watches everything, so people thought we were stuck-up snobs at school. She never really fell in love, not like me.
I saw Julia bite her lip and felt butterflies flapping in my stomach. Our eyes locked as I reached for her knee. I slid my fingers up her thigh, feeling the fabric of her nightgown.
I turned Julia over and spread my legs to grind my pussy on hers. Our slippery cunts slid together and I rode her slow, feeling every contraction. Julia looked confused but I held on tight and kept grinding back and forth until the pleasure built up.
I shoved Julia onto the bed and made her cum with the bullet and my fingers. The ballerina's body trembled under my control. I promised to bring the others. Forbidden desire with my best friend.