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Daphne felt a little embarrassed being looked at like that by her brother. She awkwardly let go of his hand and wiped her fingers on his clothes.
"So Daphne has always wanted to touch her brother's teeth?" Miller retracted his fangs and asked her, "Did you want to try it when you kissed me that day?"
Daphne She puffed up her face and turned her head without saying a word.
Miller He chuckled softly, lowered his head, and gently nibbled on her round, puffed-up cheeks like a pufferfish.
The sharp, wet sensation made Daphne's scalp tingle, and she let out a sigh of relief. She patted her brother's head and softly said, "Don't do this..."
Miller hugged her waist, his hands slowly moving up to unzip her fitted dress from the side, and he thrust against Daphne's lower abdomen.
The sense of touch became increasingly clear, and the warmth emanating from the other person gradually became scorching, and that area also became increasingly hard. Daphne blushed, as he pressed her against the mirror.
Miller suddenly peeled her out of her evening gown, revealing her voluptuous and shapely white body completely, her violet eyes becoming deep.
"It's so beautiful, my Flora, there's no part that's not beautiful."
He gasped, his hands gripping those two mounds of flesh, staring at his sister's expression and face.
Daphne just panted lightly, her eyes tinged with red, her fingers digging into the back of his hand, showing no sign of refusal.
Miller had been restrained for too long, and soon he undid his own belt, letting his thick, sturdy member spring out. He grabbed Daphne's hand and forced her to hold it, then began to move back and forth.
The temperature is getting higher, and there is a faint smell in the air, with an aphrodisiac effect. Daphne listened to her brother's panting, and she couldn't hold back herself. Her lower body became increasingly wet, and her legs rubbed against each other.
"Baby, are you already wet?"
Miller buried his head in front of her neck, breathing spraying on that delicate skin.
"Hmph... not at all."
Miller chuckled softly, half crouching to hold her left knee, lifting it to reveal the tender movement between her legs.
"Truly beautiful, my... little sister," he said as he slowly pushed into her.
Daphne's body was forced open, gasping for breath as if drowning, feeling the head entering herself, and then thrusting back and forth.
"Mm, ah...faster."
"So fast?" Miller accelerated the pace of entry and exit, each thrust hitting hard, bodies colliding and sticking together.
"Ah ah ah ah, I can't take it anymore!" Daphne hadn't done it in a long time, her body was extremely sensitive, and every thrust made her release a lot of water.
Miller simply loves how tightly she clings to herself down there, turning around to face the mirror, forcing Daphne to watch the lewd position inside.
"How is it? Do you like what you see?" Miller thrusts in fiercely, then withdraws slowly.
The thick, deep red penis thrusts below, stimulating Daphne until she feels dizzy. Her tight opening constricts around it, almost immobilizing Miller.
"Relax, my sister," Miller breathes heavily.
Daphne She bit her lip hard, her shoulders turning pink from being pressed against his chest, feeling the impact of his movements. "Hmm... hmm, no more."
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