The two sisters' eyes were locked as Emma worked Alice's mouth forcefully back and forth along Hannah's new fuckstick. Releasing Alice's hair, Emma reached out and replaced the controlling grip with her sister's hand.
Hannah's gaze shifted to her friend's shocked face, lips still stretched around the unexpected shaft, tears starting to form in the corners of her eye's. Lust warred with compassion in Hannah, but she somehow found the willpower to release her friend's hair. Shuffling backwards, her length slipped free, the wet sheen of saliva covering it.
As Alice tried to catch her breath, Hannah looked back to her sister.
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