Scarlett Fucks her Famous Brother Ch. 02 by alaiseq
Explore the thrilling continuation of Scarlett's taboo adventures in Chapter 02 of "Scarlett Fucks her Famous Brother." Dive into this provocative adult story by alaiseq, where desire and forbidden love intertwine. Perfect for fans of steamy tales that push boundaries. Read now for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
She clenched her thighs against a sudden rush of moisture as John raised their joined hands and brushed his warm mouth over her knuckles.
John pressed the button on their table to call the waiter after they had perused the menu together. They requested bratwurst and curried chicken with a mixed greens and two draft brews. While they looked out for their food, they talked about John’s noteworthy 6-1 win. John had played magnificently. Scarlett had promised to go to the next game, which was at home for the team.
At the point when an American Express promotion moved quickly over the film screen, she recalled that she actually had John’s platinum card. He’d demanded her using it to purchase their film tickets, however now that she was attempting to return the card, he wouldn’t take it.
“Just hold on to it, babe,” I said.
“I don’t need it” she demanded. ” You might.”
“I won’t.”
“Then go out to shop. Indulge yourself with something decent.”
Thinking back to the disastrous outing from yesterday, she grinned. I think I’ve had my fill of looking for some time.”
He kissed her as he leaned over and said, “I really don’t—” which silenced her objections.
Then their feasts showed up, the lights went down and the film trailers began.
Just Darlings Left Alive was about a centuries-old sentiment between two retro-cool vampires. John was wryly entertained by the dystopian Detroit setting, and each time he laughed, it let Amber in on that he got the film’s particular humor.
After they got done with eating, he arrived at under the table and grasped her hand, connecting their fingers together. A wonderful warmth spread through her veins.
That was the beginning. Totally guiltless.
And afterward his thumb started scouring lethargic circles on the rear of her hand. Her nipples pearled and goose pimples pricked her skin.
She looked at him. He was gazing at the screen, apparently fascinated in the film. In any case, she wasn’t tricked. He knew the impact his touch was having on her.
As he kept up the irritating stroking, her breathing became lopsided and her skin became flushed. Her nipples were so hard as they stressed against the fancy texture of her bra. She found it hard to focus on the film when her body was in a particularly uplifted condition of excitement.
She clenched her thighs against a sudden rush of moisture as John raised their joined hands and brushed his warm mouth over her knuckles.
This time when she took a gander at him, she found him watching her. His look was burning in the semidarkness.
Delivering her hand, he measured her knee and delicately crushed. A bunch of excitement fixed between her legs, sharp and hot.
He drew slow circles around her knee, making her wriggle in the seat as her underwear went from sodden to soaked.
She separated her legs as he arrived at under her skirt, running his hand along within her thigh. His touch scorched her skin and burned through the thin fabric of her tights.
She licked her lips, her breath coming in shallow sprays. He watched her face as his fingers slid higher to stroke the exposed tissue of her upper thighs, right over the edge of her leggings.
Her sensitive spots detonated, terminating her blood. She smothered a whine. He inclined close, his breath warm on her cheek. ” I tried.”
“Tried what?” She spoke in a choking whisper.
“Tried to forget what you’re wearing under this little skirt and pay attention to the movie.”
He stroked toward the pinnacle of her thighs, his fingers coming increasingly close to the silky boundary at her groin. She was nearly gasping when he slipped his hand inside her underwear. At the point when his fingers dunked into the hot, smooth dampness that washed her clit, he breathed in forcefully.
He rasped at her cheek, “Holy shit,” You’re drenched.”
His fingers padded over her clit with short, light strokes that made her shudder. With excitement and arousal, her lungs tightened and her heart raced.
At the point when he sank a long finger into her pussy, it was everything she could don’t to groan. Or then again perhaps she did.
Three columns ahead, a lady looked behind her, peering toward them dubiously. Amber bit her lip, blameworthy intensity suffusing her face.
At the point when the lady turned around to the film, Amber murmured shakily to John, “You’ll get us caught”
His low, evil laugh was the hottest sound she’d heard.
Undaunted by the danger of getting found out, he slid one more finger inside her while his thumb stroked her clit. As jolts of pleasure burned through her, she curled her toes and lowered her head, closing her eyes.
As hot juices poured out of her, he caressed the walls of her pussy as they covered his knuckles. She wriggled against him, rocking her hips and clenching her thighs around his hand.
He reached the sweet spot that sent her over the edge as his fingers dug in even deeper. As her climax banged into her, she chomped down on her lip to hold back from shouting out.
John snarled something low, the words muffled by the thunder of blood in her ears. He remained with her, drawing out her pleasure as tasty fits shook her body, her muscles clipping around his fingers.
At the point when it was finished, he gradually pulled out his hand, leaving a smooth path across her internal thigh.
She drooped back against the seat, her legs shaking.
As she watched, John slid his fingers into his mouth and tasted her cum, his eyes shutting in animalistic joy.
Once more, she almost peaked.
In the semidarkness, she could see the obvious lump in his pants. She needed to bow between his legs, fold her lips over his cock and suck him completely dry.
When they were back alone, she’d rip his fucking clothes off.
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