Anya guided him with her hand. Cade followed willingly. Pressed against his sister's wet, waiting pussy. Her hand was hot around him. Still guiding him. Still urging him onward.

She opened for him. So smooth. Warm and wet and tight, but easy and comfortable too. As though this wasn't their very first time doing this. They knew each other. Knew each other's rhythm to some extent. That all helped. As did their excessive horniness, and just how ready they were for this moment.

"Anya..." Cade breathed.

She made a sound halfway between a moan and a squeal, smiling so wide up at him.

"I'm in you," Cade whispered.

"Yeah you...