Like how it was with her dad’s forehead whenever he got mad, his veins would start popping out. Milf sex “I didn’t know you were going to do that.”
Erin wiped the stuff from the corner of his mouth then licked it. He got on his knees and told her, “Get on you hands and knees Morgan.”
She had been looking forward to this, not actually doing this, but had always wondering what it was her brother had been doing, what his “private time” really was. It seemed almost horrifying to watch, but she couldn’t take her eyes off it. It was sperm. It was sperm. Travis gave a nod, “That is true, but you don’t have to, I always can.”
“Can you do it with me?” She asked shakily. Erin gave another groan. “Okay, Travis.” She trusted her brother. It was sperm. She couldn’t really see what he was watching, but he was sweaty and naked, his hand was moving up and down on his penis again and it was really hard, she could see the veins poking out of skin.
