Huge Boobs

HER bedroom? No, I’m not being fair to Lucy; she looked beautiful. “Awww…” was all she said as she quickly rolled onto her side to face me and pulled me into her hug. It was my release as I mimicked her as my orgasm pumped rope after rope of my semen, millions of my seed, all desperately trying to wash my sister’s womb, her egg, stopped only by the thinnest layer of latex. Do you think they’re faking that? I sat and thought for a second, lightly rubbing the spot she’d kissed and realized that maybe she was thanking me for more than the ride. It was as if my sister was now daring me. Maybe it’s just you? “I’m sorry, Luce,” I whispered, “I was wrong to touch you like that. No wonder, I thought, what a memory that must be for her. I could see a lonely future for her.