Get out

Wrapping the towel around your chest you think about how you should have grabbed some clothes before jumping in the shower. Peeking out of the door you don't see him so he must still be in his room waiting for you to come back to service his cock. That's never happening again fucker.

Walking past his door you hear the sound of muffled moans and screams of ecstasy. He was insatiable! You had to get out of here before he starts looking for you to pump you full of more of his cum. You could feel your pussy drooling at the thought, but head into your room grabbing some clean clothes to throw on. The clothes didn't fit you great, but they were better than nothing even if the shorts were almost falling off your plump little ass.

Before you realize it you've spent the last five minutes with your fingers rubbing your clit listening to the sounds coming from your brother's room and imagining the girl in the mirror being ravished. As you climax your knees go weak and you cry out. Throwing your hand over your mouth you just hope your cries were drowned out by his porn, and after a couple minutes of him not coming out you figure it was.

Sneaking downstairs you hear gagging and the sound of Jimmy cumming. It's so fucked up that you know the sound of your brother cumming. You manage to make it to the living room, but you can't find your phone anywhere. Fuck, did you take it with you into his bedroom? You didn't think so, but you can't find it anywhere else. You know you should just forget about it, but you also kind of needed it to contact anyone or call for a ride to get out of here. Jimmy did just come for like the hundredth time today, maybe he would finally pass out.