Is he?
Not even a little
He grabs your throat and slams his lips into yours. Between the kiss and chokehold your breath fails and dark spots appear in your vision.
William’s hands release your throat and he pulls out of the kiss. You begin to gasp for air. He slams you up against the wall again. One hand slides under your skirt and pulls down your panties.
Your brother slides his fingers inside your cunt. You moan as the ministrations arouse you.
William plays with your now wet twat as he unbuttons your shirt. “Remove your bra whore.” He orders.
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