If it was a game, she was winning. Her attempts to kiss me had been a distraction, getting me to lean up off of her so that she could maneuver her body beneath me. I didn't figure it out until she wrapped her legs around me and I felt hot wetness engulfing my d**k once again.
"Gwynne!" I gasped.
There was nothing I could do to stop it from happening then. The hot, snug, velvety perfection of my sister's p***y had my c**k in its welcoming embrace, and it felt incredible. I think I actually let out a sob, but it just felt too f*****g good for me to stop, once she had pulled me completely inside of her. I tried, but as soon as I released her wrists to try to get some leverage, she pulled me down and we were kissing.
It made me feel like a bad person when I realized I was kissing her just a
