Cane’s words sent a fresh flood of cream gushing from my pussy. You filthy little sister… oh how I’m going to ruin you. I was still shaking from my orgasm, my thighs slick and trembling, when he descended on me like a starving animal.

He lowered his head and latched onto my left nipple without warning. His hot, wet mouth closed around the stiff pink peak, sucking hard. The pleasure shot straight to my clit like lightning. I arched off the bed with a loud moan, my hands flying to his hair, gripping the strands tight.

“Fuck, Cane… yes!” I gasped.

He sucked greedily, hollowing his cheeks, tongue flicking and...