Kerry took a breath, and her chest rose and fell with the fat beads of sweat streaming down her back. My cum was running between her thighs like slow, lewd streaks out of her swollen, well-used pussy, the flesh inflamed and bloody, swollen and flushed, puffed up by the violent way I had whammed it.
I picked her up without any kind of prior notice, and her legs automatically hooked around my waist, and she hung onto me, her arms floating around my shoulders. It was a voice of breathless disbelief, and was sprinkled with disbelief:
"Dexter… what are you?"
I crushed my mouth to hers, swallowing the sound before pulling back just enough to murmur against her lips. "Aunt Kerry…" My fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass, teasing. "How deep do you think my cock would reach… if I took that tight little asshole right now—just like this?"
She squirmed, her nails biting into my skin. "Dexter—put me down! You'll hurt yourself, I'm too Heavy."
