“We can’t,” Kylie whispered. She was pinned up against the wall in the bathroom. Scott had followed her in. The night had been nothing but looks across the dining room table. She didn’t know what was different about Scott lately, but she just wanted to crawl under the dinner table. “We can. Nobody suspects anything,” Scott started to suck on her neck. She moaned, closing her eyes and extending her neck. “What about Kourtney? She’s my sister.”“I won’t tell anyone, if you won’t.” He started to unbutton his pants. He was already hard but Kylie knew that. She had been reaching her foot across the table where Scott sat with Kourtney and his children. She rubbed her foot on his cock, getting harder by the second. She knew it wouldn’t be long before he got so hard he couldn’t think about anything but fucking her. Kylie started to take her dress off. “We can’t be too loud and it can’t take too long,” Kylie started explaining. The dress fell on the floor, but she kept her high heels on. She was about to take off her lacy, nude thong when Scott begged, “Don’t take that off. I can fuck you with it on.” He smacked her ass loudly. The large bathroom echoed. Kylie laughed, “Well fuck me then. Stop talking and just do it. I’ve been wanting your dick in me for so long.” He bent her over the bathroom counter. They made eye contact in the mirror. He took his cock out. Kylie knew the effect she had on men. His cock was huge, standing straight up against his stomach. He pushed it inside her. She gasped, the angle was perfect. Her pussy was wrapped around him. He started to move quickly. Her hips pressed against the counter. She wondered how she was going to tell her boyfriend about the bruises he left on her hips. She arched her back against his body. Scott reached down to play with her clit. “Fuck, Scott. I’m already close,” she whined. Her ass started grinding on his body. It made a cushion for him to fuck her quicker. Kylie played with her own nipples while watching Scott fuck her in the mirror. She started to imagine him, licking them, sucking on them, pinching them. She cried out. She couldn’t imagine pleasure from anywhere else in her body, but then he moved her hair from her neck. Her sucked on the back of her neck. He licked and kissed her skin, tugging at it with his teeth. Her pussy tightened, she was going to come again. She leaned her head back on his shoulder. The pleasure was too much as her knees weaken. He pushed her back against the counter. She watched his eyes close in the mirror. She knew he was about to come too. Her orgasm took over her body. She massages her breasts. She pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers. Scott played with her pussy, pushing it side to side quickly. “Fuck, Scott. Please please please,” she cried as she rolled her hips on his. Scott moved back, changing the angle. She leaned on the counter for support while he fucked her doggy style. He played with her ass, making it jiggle in his hand. He’s always wanted to fuck Kylie since she turned legal. He also always wanted to.... “Kylie, I’m close,” he warned. Although she was on birth control, it was better to be safe than sorry. She had him pull out as she dropped to her knees. “How did she know?” He thought. She started to lick his cock. She sucked on the tip as he was about to started spraying her face. “Cum on me, Daddy.”He leaned back slightly as she jacked off his cock on to her pretty face. She caught some of his cum in her mouth. She laughed, cleaning some of his cum up with her tongue. Fuck, she knew everything he fantasized about. “You taste sooo good.” Scott finished up on her tongue. She licked and sucked until he couldn’t take it anymore. He thought he might get hard again. But as time went on, they started to realize how long and how loud they were in the bathroom. Reality hit. They got dressed in silence. The sex was hot, and dirty. Kylie thought to herself that it couldn’t happen again, but she couldn’t stop thinking about his fingers playing with her. How a man never had her body surrender just like that. She knew that this wouldn’t be the last time. She finished zipping her dress back up. She looked at Scott in the mirror. She knew what he was thinking. “This isn’t the last time,” he thought.
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