Soon it strike their helpless bodies. Then my cock would pound their wet pussies. I grinned at my Puritan whores. “C-come on sis, I don’t want to do this!” His sister, Joanna, smirked and shrugged, “Aww, Casey, I really don't care! Now, come on, pucker your lips up some more, hm?” After a reluctant sigh, he did so, quickly feeling her fingers on his chin, steadying gay him as she applied the red matte lipstick to his plump lips, “Yeah, yeah just like that, perfect…” “C-come on, you can’t be serious?” He complained, voice soft once she was finished applying it, looking at his sister amateur with wide anxious eyes as she glanced in a mirror, pursing her own lips before glancing back to Casey, as if comparing them. “Yeah, you look perfect… One second, let me just masturbation do your eyelashes.” Casey let out another sigh, feeling the butterflies float around in his stomach as his sister started to work on his lashes. “I won’t do it…” he murmured, looking away from her for a split second, but she merely tittered out a soft laugh. “Oh sweetie, you either do this or I tell mom that I keep catching you wearing my clothes, your choice?” She smirked. “O-okay, but, anything but this, please?” He asked, a pleading edge to his voice. “Nope, because giving head is icky, but if I don’t do it she’ll probably dump me Fucking and find a new squeeze to lavish with expensive gifts,” she smirked, looking up at him coyly, “soooo, she gets her cock sucked, I get my girlfriend and mom doesn’t find out you’re a cross-dressing sissy slut. Sound fair?” Casey frowned, “....No.” “Well tough, and smile more, you look pretty when you smile. And anyway, if you aren’t convincing, we all anal lose.” She smiled too sweetly, tucking the last of her makeup gear away, “There. Here, take a look.” She produced her makeup mirror and turned it around. Casey looked down into the reflective surface and blinked, his eyes wide, it was the first time he’d had his makeup done by someone who knew what they were doing, and as he looked between the face in the mirror and the face of his beaming sister above it, the only difference was the expression. "Yummy!" she says. I'm going to cum so hard on your girl-dick!” When we have a third person that is just sex amateur for sexual pleasure. Nada. And with that, he left my house. She heard him anal groan, then felt his cock swell, then throb as he filled her masturbation pussy. They stayed like that in silence for a few minutes before Molly rolled over to her side and looked at her father's Fucking eyes as he studied hers. Between moans and exclamations about how good I was, Dad was grinding, with two strong hands on the sides of my narrow belly, the crack of my ass back and forth against the base of his penis. “Hi, Julie! He’ll make it fit.” My gay daughter's tongue fluttered across the tip of my dick. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been so thoroughly forgotten in my entire existence,” Lucifer’s voice sounded in the darkness.