His sister couldn’t have chosen a more worst possible time to disturb him, especially when he was still feasting on the yummiest pussy he had ever had the pleasure of tasting.

He didn’t want to stop, or move his tongue away, she was still leaking out. If he didn’t get every last drop, he didn’t think he’d be able to concentrate the entire day. Though he already could not.

Tyler swirled his tongue in her hole, humming as he drank every drop of her creaminess. Her creaminess was somehow sweeter and even more so addictive. How could he possibly stop now?

That question fluttered in his mind the entire time he was eating her pussy and he still had no answer for it.

Was he doomed to always crave tasting her? Perhaps so…..

“Tyler.”

He heard a soft fluttering of words that didn’t sound like his sister. It was Layla and he was embarrassed to admit that the sound of her voice only lured him to keep his tongue inside her. Because not only did she taste so good but her voice was somehow a siren call he simply could not resist.

He only could hum to let her know that he had heard her.

“Your sister

Her words are cut off by the low moan she let out when Tyler sucked her rosy lips into his mouth.

Was it crazy of him to want to be sucking her pussy forever? Was the thought so bizarre?

“Ty-ler…

She stuttered out, whimpering while doing so.

her voice was only making this worse for

tormenting him, with her taste, her voice, her

can he stop when she

she would just keep quiet, then perhaps he’ll have

he think it was practically

“Your sister…. Tyler….”

out

how can she possibly sound so sweet that he wanted to hear her voice every second, every

the same voice

than a minute and would prefer

out and nod every second even

listen to her all day long and not have

his sister. He groaned in his head, wishing he wouldn’t have to stop. Couldn’t she just go back

he thought so, his phone blared somewhere on his

roared in his head and reluctantly

moving entirely away he sucked

until she was

dry.

pussy reluctantly but when his eyes connected with the flushed face of Layla he couldn’t help but smile and tease. “There,

him and he could see the brown swirls through the glasses slightly, he felt

curse himself in his head, needing to look away from her before he could not

admit and set her down on her feet slowly. His phone blares again behind him and he clenches his

his whereabouts seeing that he should have been on

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