❤️ 😏 Don’t Be Dense, St*p Bro 😏 ❤️ (F4M) (Older St*p-Sister Pretends to be Stuck) (Oh No! Help) (Flirting to Kissing)

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Password? I don't care. Just because you've been inside me does not mean you get to skip the password.

Unbelievable. As soon as you get inside your stepsister, you're like, I don't have to do the password. You and Matt are all the same.

This is my own private domicile and I will rickroll you as I choose. We're no strangers to love. You know the rules and so do I.

Fine, take all the fun out of it. I preferred you when you had your cherry. Hello, little bro.

There he is. My shiny-faced little bro. Hey, give me a hug, you monster.

You smell good. Another shower just for me? Should I take that as an invitation? Huh? Look at you.

I'm kidding. It was just sex. Very pleasant sex.

Surprisingly satisfying sex. Hey, that is a huge compliment. I mean, I wasn't expecting you to know where the clit was.

I mean, it's good. Oh, trust me, I wouldn't lie. Because what does lying achieve? Porn perpetuations about penetration being the only way a woman can achieve an orgasm? And we do not subscribe to that here.

Oh, come on, it's not that weird. Me sleeping with my professor was weird. This is just quirky.

Come on, you'll be okay. Oh, come on, don't be weird now. Who hasn't slept with their stepsister? It's not incest, calm down.

You're only my brother out of legal shmeagol stuff. No blood, no weirdness, no incest. Because I need an evening of laying down and talking to somebody I actually like.

Couch, couch, couch, couch, couch, please. Already ordered. Of course I got the wontons, I'm not a savage.

So, how's life without your innocence? I told you nothing would change. I like to believe that once we have sex, it's like, oh my god, I'm a completely new person.

No, bitch, you're the same person you were before. Strangely, putting your dick inside someone does not cause character development. That's the oddest thing.

Are you okay? Actually okay? I told you not to let me bully you.

I'm not treating you like a baby. I'm asking if you're okay. Well, having sex for the first time can be weird.

You're like, what? This is what people do? Take their clothes off and rub against each other and suck and kiss, and what is wrong with you people?

And then at the same time, you're like, more, give me more. I need more. Where's the pussy? Is that why you called? I'm kidding.

I know you'd never be so presumptuous. Like, hey, you know that sex you gave me? Could I, uh, have some more, please? Unless losing your cherry has emboldened you.

Aw, you're so cute when you have conflicting feelings about your sister. Give me that face. Because your cheeks are adorable and they want to kiss us.

Simple as. Seriously, are you okay? Because I worry you're sensitive.

Did I say that was a bad thing? Did I? Did you hear, ugh, how crunch? No, you heard you're sensitive.

Which you are. AKA, you have a brain, AKA, you're emotionally intelligent, AKA, you're not, you know, a fucking prick. Congratulations.

I'm serious. I like that you're sensitive. Especially when you texted me thank you later.

Especially when you texted me thank you later. No, it was sweet. No, it was sweet and adorable and it really, really, really, really, really tickled my pickle.

Because you're so cute. Of course they think you're cute. I wouldn't have had sex with you just to piss off my mom.

I could find way less secure ways to do that. You're cute. Dare I ask? Have you seen mom or dad? You wouldn't be avoiding them, would you? No.

I'll not set a word. Well, one, it's none of their business. And two, I don't think you want me to.

And I like you more than I hate my mother. So there we are. Are secrets safe with me? No, it's not really a secret.

Two people had sex. Big whoop. It was a big whoop for me, too.

You're so cute. Stop being so scrumptious unless you want me to molest you. You know, even more than I have.

And you're sweet. Hence where we are going to watch The Hobbit and eat Chinese food. Ah, you, with your puritanical views.

I know. I know the Lord of the Rings is better. Far, far better.

But I like how stupid The Hobbit is. So unnecessarily long and drawn out and just stupid. But it does have some very cute guys in it, so it's not all bad.

Plus, we can talk during The Hobbit. You feel bad talking over Lord of the Rings? Mm-hmm.

See? There's method to my madness. No, you don't look any different.

Because you look like you. And you are lovely. What's wrong with being called lovely? I would like it if you called me lovely.

I don't know. What word comes to mind with me, then? Trust me, you're gonna see plenty more beautiful women in your lifetime.

Mm-hmm. I bet you say that to all your stepsisters. I'm sorry.

It's just funny. I promise, no more jokes. No more just teensy-eensy little teasings here and there.

But I can't help it. It's ripe for the picking. I kind of like your cherry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. No! Stop it! I will end you.

Do you understand? Don't tickle me, you bastard! Off! Off! You monster, you know under the ribs is illegal.

That's my kryptonite. No more. Venito.

Or I'm eating all your noodles. I will. So help me, I will.

I don't make empty throats. Just full promises. And don't ever tickle me under my ribs again.

Or I'll kill you. I missed you. And your little cherry face.

So rad and dewy. Hmm. Hmm.

About 20 minutes. Super fast, Kavika. Crazy food is super convenient.

Drink? Hmm. Uh, soda? Soda or.

.. Or soda? Good choice.

No, a washer. You need to be emptied again? You are so needy.

Oh, no. I said, oh, no. Stepbro, come here.

No, I need you. Come here. Can't you see? Clearly I'm stuck in the washer.

I was just innocently attending to the washing, and then all of a sudden, my big booty got me stuck. No, no, it's clearly very stuck. I mean, I couldn't possibly free myself.

No, I am stuck. If you just come a bit closer, you'll see. Completely and utterly stuck.

But I am, though. How is he not getting this? Um, maybe you'll have to pull me out.

You know, grab onto my hips and wiggle me out of here. Well, I was innocently mending down, down to the washer, and I got on my hands and knees, and I know my hips are big, but I didn't think I'd end up stuck in here. No, I am.

Oh, I very much am.