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Breeding whorePractically dripping for him, my wet breeding whore pussy opened, my folds split with relish. I was committing a sin I was more than happy to permanently etch into our family line. “I love you.” I heard him say, and that was enough for me to moan, for my legs to wrap around him possessively, for me to strangle his ass while pulling him in with my heels. I swallowed him with my hot, scorching folds, and cried his name with pleasure. “I love you too.” I answered, begging to fuck his massive cock into me as soon as possible. I crashed my lips against his fervently, my arms wrapping his head, pulling him into my loving embrace. My hips started to rock more and more aggressively, pulling him into the sacred place he was made. He pushed my shirt up over my head while thrusting recklessly, enjoying my puffy tits and the way they bounced with every buck. I could tell he had too many feelings boiling over in his chest to form words, so I pushed him harder instead. I slid him right up my form, my huge tits phone sex knockers bouncing, my whole body shaking as I met his bucking dick and pat his balls with my ass. 

“You were made here.” I pointed out, watching his expression shift at the sudden realization. How he’d missed that before wasn’t surprising, the moment was so fast, so powerful… I knew he wouldn’t be long, he’d be ready to empty himself into this enchanting pussy and scorch my insides with enough cum that he’d forever scar our family. I was so ready to change everything, I wanted it, I needed it, just like I knew I’d eventually do the same for his siblings. That’s just the nature of live phone chat.

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