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Chapter 8 by Bran_Hopewell Bran_Hopewell

How are Gretchen and Mattius related?

Brother!

"Ooooh, I knew it, you deranged twat!" Angelina almost squealed as she stroked Mattius's cock faster through her pussy walls. She could feel her knuckles draging against the soft, trembling g-spot in Gretchen's quivering cunt and that only persuaded her to stroke faster as she bent down again to suck on her clit.

"Oh Shit!" screamed Gretchen and she came in a torrent, almost crushing Angelina's hand after she managed to sink her fourth finger in the redhead's bald quim. She kept sloshing her fist inside her, twisting against Mattius's cock as she felt it twitch heavily.

"Keep cumming you incestuous whore!" Angelina hissed and bit her clit lightly. "Let your ass milk your brother dry," she said, her voice husky and commanding.

"Yes! Yes! Never stop!" Gretchen screamed. Angelina started licking around her hand, drinking in the delicious cum pouring from Gretchen and she moved down to sucking on Mattius's balls, feeling their heavy weight with her tongue as they started to bob in time with his throbbing member burried deeply in his sister's ass. Her legs were getting weak, but Gretchen still managed to pump herself up and down on her brother's impressive meat.

"Never let him go," Angelina hissed, returning to Gretchen's clit and whispering as if she were telling dark secrets in her ear. She pumped harder and faster into the orgasming pussy trying to suck her hand in deeper and she obliged by pushing her thumb inside the abused sex. "Keep cumming, sweetie. Cum until you die," Angelina said, whispering quieter and darker still.

Gretchen started convulsing hard, cum shooting out of her irregularly and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her body went limp and she stopped twitching.

"Gretch? Gretch!" Mattius shouted, realizing something was deeply wrong.

Angelina laughed and laughed, her hand reaching back for the knife she used to slice Gretchen's dress open moments before. With a quick flick of her wrist, her would-be dispatchers were taken care of. With another quick movement, she opened the door and shoved the two former hunters out into the road, shutting the door quickly again against the building storm outside.

"Now," she said, licking the blood from the knife and idly stroking her cunt. "I wonder where they were really going..."

Call out to the driver or ride it out?

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