Depend On Me (3)

“She has a point,” Mick smirked. He then locked eyes with me. “You look hungry brother.” He stooped down, lifting Chloe from behind and carrying her to the bed. I watched as he moved them both back to the pillows. She beckoned me to follow with the curl of one of her delicate fingers. Mick hooked his legs over hers, spreading her wide. “This is the most satisfying meal you will ever eat.”

Ivar growled, urging me forward. I crawled up the bed, crouching down to run my nose up her thigh. When I reached her delicious-smelling cunt, my nose slid between her folds and I took a deep breath. Fuck, she smelled so fucking good. I felt like I was running on my animalistic urges. When I saw the lust on her beautiful face and heard her soft moan, I began to devour her pussy like a starved man. I was a bit sloppy at first, but her cries of pleasure encouraged me to go on. She grabbed fists full of my hair, and was bucking her hips to grind against me.

“Do you like watching your brother eat my puss