She does

After your sister obediently opens her mouth, you experience a wonderful wave of excitement. You know now that she can be trained into your own personal fucktoy. Unrealistic fantasy became reality in just an hour and all of that is because of Carrie. How can you not love her?

Nevertheless, now your focus is on Emily. You barely resist a carnivorous urge to slam your dick deep into her throat but you want more than a simple face fuck. You slowly move forward, feeling a wonderful sensation of young lips barely touching your cock. "Now caress it, whore!" you order after moving inside for just several inches.

Amazingly, she follows that order too. Despite sobs, which become more and more frequent, she manages to move her tongue around the tip of your cock with a surprising level of expertise. She may have been a virgin until very recently but there is no doubt - this is not the first time she has a dick in her mouth.

"How does your virginity taste?" You mock her laughing "Remember that taste, you'll never experience this transformation from a virgin to a fucktoy again" Your cruel words **** her to sob more but she is too scared of you to stop. "I honestly thought that you'll offer a little more resistance. Turns out you are a bigger slut than I estimated" You move forward, now a half of your dick is insider "Now suck like a whore you are"

She starts timidly but one yell from you "Harder!" is enough to **** her to use all of her remaining strength. And still, the most pleasant part of the blowjob is her sobs that give those pleasant, unique vibrations. One more time you glance down and enjoy the sight of her disgusted, scared. shocked faces around your dick.

Finally, you decide to follow your initial desire, grab her face with both hands, and start fucking her mouth maintaining the tempo as high as you can manage... One push, another, and another, and another. Each one is more pleasant than the previous one. Then you unload so violently that some of your cum comes out of her nose adding to the mess on her face.

As you look down your coughing sister you feel like a conqueror who just captured some big city, like an athlete who won a championship. Crossing the line of unthinkable feels like the largest achievement of your life.

"Please, enough. You got what you wanted. Let me go. I won't tell anyone" Emily starts begging as soon as her coughing ceases.