Her hands had been on his chest when he reached for them entwining their fingers as he pulled her hands to the bed near his head like he was having her pin him down as she rode him. She chuckles at the thought that she could even pin him down even if he was her little brother. He was still a boy and most likely stronger then her. Sari watches his face as she continues to ride him while her inner walls start pulsing on their own on top of her consciously contracting them making them squeeze him even tighter for a while.

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Again, details can easily be used to bulk up a post, and to make it much more interesting to read.

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