Chapter 88 Stepbrother

• “Samir! Oh god, Samir!”
• “I’ll never get tired of hearing you screaming my name.” My cock swells when she does it again, and when she goes boneless, sagging against me to catch her breath, I dig my hands into her ass and use her body to get me off, to paint her insides with my cum like I did the bathroom mirror last night. “Take my cum, Mama. Take it all. Fuck!” I grit my teeth, brace my feet on the floor, and bow off the seat as my balls seize high and tight. My abs clench so hard that they spasm right along with my shaft as rope after rope of my cum floods her pussy.
• By the time it’s all over, we’re both completely wrung out, even more so than when I fucked her reverse-cowgirl yesterday. When I drop my ass back to the seat and check on Becca, whose fingers have gone limp in my hair with her cheek lying on my shoulder, I find she can barely keep her eyes open. It makes me wonder if she couldn’t sleep last night, either. If she was thinking of me. Missing me. Wanting me. Then dreaming of me after she finally fell asleep.