The Dance of Family fucking

Family fuckingI’m so glad you’ve agreed to take a dancing class with me. It’s moments like these that make you happy that I have you as my brother. You usually are so mean to me, teasing me and never giving me what I want and then you give me these shining moments of us working together. Moving as one across the dance floor. We are graceful and powerful at the same time and the pulse of the music beat through us as if it was a primal and physical thing. I could see that sparkle in your eye that showed that you were feeling the same things I was. You pulled me close into your, letting me feel how hard your cock was as you grabbed my ass. We were surrounded by people, all dancing to these wild primal beats and all I wanted to do was fuck you. To let ourselves turn into animals and just mate, inseminate, to feel your cock throbbing and pounding inside of me. I felt that loss of you as you pulled away, taking my hands into yours as you led me into the back of the club. These dark hall ways where the sound was muted, vibrating through the walls, and the smell of sex and the low moans from others who felt that same primal urging that we were feeling. You pressed me into the wall, still leading this dance. Your hands moving my skirt up, pulling aside the wet panties, and moving between my legs as you undo your own pants. Let your rock hard cock pop out of your pants. That needing flesh throbbing and searching for my pussy making us both give low groans of pleasure as we enjoy the conjoining of flesh. I can feel the music running through meme and the fact you were fucking me in time with the music. Fast, hard, and lost in each other we both cum at the same time, your cock so deep inside of me filling my pussy with your cum and leaving us both more sweating and breathless than when we were spinning around on the dance floor.

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