Crystal poured another round of whiskey, the ice clinking against the glass as she and Dalton lounged on her living room couch. "So, big brother, your turn—what's the wildest thing you've done?" she asked with a smirk, her eyes sparkling with challenge. Dalton chuckled, swirling his drink. "Nothing compared to what I bet you've gotten up to. Ever had two guys at once?" Crystal leaned back, legs crossed confidently. "Twice, actually. Once in college, once last year. Want the details?" He nodded, shifting in his seat. "Lay it on me—explicitly." She launched in with a grin. "Picture this: I'm on my knees, one cock in my mouth for a sloppy blowjob while the other guy's hands grip my ass, fingers teasing my wet pussy until I'm dripping down my thighs. They took turns pounding me, one from behind while I sucked the other dry. I came so hard I was panting and sweating, begging for more cum on my tongue." Dalton's breath hitched, his jeans visibly tightening. "Damn, sis, you're making me hard just hearing that." Crystal's gaze dropped to his lap, her voice turning husky yet commanding. "Then take your cock out. Show me." He unzipped without hesitation, his hard length springing free, and she straddled him right there, guiding him into her dripping pussy with a wicked laugh. "No holding back now." They moved together in a frenzy of thrusting hips and sharp moans, her riding him with fierce control while he gripped her ass, both of them panting and sweating until he came deep inside her and she followed with a shuddering climax that left them slick and spent. "That was just the warm-up," she whispered, already plotting the next round.
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