She lets you out
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
jerectamalic
"Alright bug, I'm letting you out now." Your titanic younger sister tells you, muffled by the inside of her navel currently holding your head. You manage to pull yourself from her bellybutton, the force from the suction that held you in place creating a popping noise as you launch backwards, causing you to stumble backwards all while your eight year old sibling giggles at your expense. She had been holding her sweatpants and panties open to let you out, but because of the force you fall onto her preteen labia, and even worse, slip between the nether lips into her young vagina causing her to gasp with the sudden burst of pleasure and her young vagina to pull you deeper inside her.
Up till now, Tulip has been very careful to keep you out of her vagina and pressed against her labia was as far as she'd ever gone. In fact she was adamant that you were never to go beyond the lower lips unless it were to swim in her bladder. With the noises she's currently making now, along with her fingers desperately clawing at you but effectively only pushing you deeper, you can tell this is an accident, one that seems to be getting worse for the both of you every second.
Her fingers probe deep inside her, desperately seeking to grasp your feet, in the meantime your hands feel a small, pulsing hole which you quickly identify. Your sister continues to reach for you, while her muscles try to drive you into a new room, a bedwomb per say.
Up till now, Tulip has been very careful to keep you out of her vagina and pressed against her labia was as far as she'd ever gone. In fact she was adamant that you were never to go beyond the lower lips unless it were to swim in her bladder. With the noises she's currently making now, along with her fingers desperately clawing at you but effectively only pushing you deeper, you can tell this is an accident, one that seems to be getting worse for the both of you every second.
Her fingers probe deep inside her, desperately seeking to grasp your feet, in the meantime your hands feel a small, pulsing hole which you quickly identify. Your sister continues to reach for you, while her muscles try to drive you into a new room, a bedwomb per say.
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