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.

realize the sound of her voice was only making this worse

him, with her taste, her

can he stop when she sounded as good as she

just keep quiet, then

Tyler doubted, he think it

“Your sister…. Tyler….”

came out

possibly sound so sweet that he wanted to hear her voice every second, every minute and

did he want to hear the same voice over and over

Karen, he couldn’t bear their nasal like voices for longer than a minute and would prefer to not hear them yapping every second if it were

to, unfortunately, zone them out and nod every second even

he felt like he could listen to her all day long and not have a problem

Tyler knew it was his sister. He groaned in his head, wishing he wouldn’t have to stop. Couldn’t she

his phone

head and reluctantly pull his tongue out of Layla’s delicious

sucked it to rid of

juices until she was practically

dry.

connected with the flushed face of Layla he couldn’t help but smile and tease. “There, all clean now.” He added

now that her gaze was focused on him and he could see the brown swirls through the glasses slightly, he felt his heart

in his head, needing to look away from her before he

with more effort than he was willing to admit and set her down on her feet slowly. His phone blares again behind him and he clenches his eyes tightly and lets out

was Brett calling him to ask about his whereabouts seeing that he should have been on the road

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