[ Al doesn't fuck her mindlessly now — almost but not quite. He splits his focus between each brutal thrust and choking his sister's mouth, pressing fingers down her tongue, and between looking ahead at the matter that brought them together. The statue, testament and witness to Liv's depravity, indulged by her twin, thrusts throwing her off-balance with brutal love. It's how they'll keep moving until they're done and spent. ]
Imagine my eyes like that. Empty.
[ He wants her climax clenching tight around him before he spills. ]
[You can't do that to her - you can't overload her, make her writhe as she's already writhing, body tight with a spasm that digs her nails into whatever parts of him she can grab. His arms, his neck, scratching and digging, as she desperately tries to climb away from and yet never leave the rough fury of their bodies in motion.
She comes again, like white-hot noise in her head, eyes fluttering back before they close and she almost contorts to something monstrous of a figure before she relaxes, clinging to his grip of her. Heart beating wildly in her chest, too loud for just one body.]
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Imagine my eyes like that. Empty.
[ He wants her climax clenching tight around him before he spills. ]
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[You can't do that to her - you can't overload her, make her writhe as she's already writhing, body tight with a spasm that digs her nails into whatever parts of him she can grab. His arms, his neck, scratching and digging, as she desperately tries to climb away from and yet never leave the rough fury of their bodies in motion.
She comes again, like white-hot noise in her head, eyes fluttering back before they close and she almost contorts to something monstrous of a figure before she relaxes, clinging to his grip of her. Heart beating wildly in her chest, too loud for just one body.]
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