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"Come on, brother! As I said, this is a grand feast, isn’t it? Here... we are feasting on your very own wife," Quinn laughed, giving her plump rear a sharp spank as he barked orders for her to lift her cunt higher.

"What...? Are you actually serious about this, brother Quinn? And... brother Brian, are you really okay with this madness?" Dren stopped dead in his tracks, staring in absolute shock as his sister-in-law straddled Quinn’s lap right out in the open.

"Don’t worry about him at all, brother. He’s completely fine with it. Aren’t you, brother Brian?" Quinn asked with a picture of utter innocence.

"..."

"See? Silence always means he loves what he sees. So get over here already."

"Wait a second... brother, I think he’s trying to say something." Dren—or rather, the clever clone masquerading as Dren—dropped down onto one knee in mock concern.

"Brother... are you truly okay with this?"

"...No... please, just stop..."

"What? Hoho, you managed to hide this incredible fetish of yours for so long, brother. You know, I’ve secretly desired your wife for years? I wanted to ravish her so badly... but out of respect for you as a brother, I held back..." Dren chuckled darkly, giving Brian’s trembling shoulder a heavy, man-to-man pat.

"No... please, Dren. I’m begging you..."

"Hehe, I know for a fact that you love watching her get used to this, too. Damn, you really are a hopeless masochist who thrives on your own suffering." With a theatrical flourish, Dren unbuttoned his trousers, revealing a massive, ten-inch-long erection that sprang free.

"Oh, and regarding the size of my cock... you see, I always lied to you back in the day just to protect your fragile ego and make you feel like the big man of the house. Sorry about that, brother!" Dren stroked his thick shaft lazily as he stepped closer to the sofa.

"Haha, look at this, brother. This pussy is already wonderfully loose and ready!" Dren laughed aloud, rubbing the velvety head of his cock directly against the crease behind Sylph’s drenched trench.

"Don’t be rude, brother. She’s only like this because she loves my cock so much," Quinn chimed in, turning his head to shoot an amused grin back at Brian.

"Say, brother Brian, are you completely sure you don’t want to join in and enjoy your wife with us? Hehe, if you sit this out, you’ll miss your absolute last chance to taste a thoroughly stretched-out pussy!" Quinn leaned down to ruthlessly nip at Sylph’s hardened nipples.

"Ngnn... ahnn... you keep teasing that my pussy is loose, but it’s still tight enough to suck you both completely dry..." Sylph panted, her mind melting from the overwhelming sensory input as she stared hungrily at Dren’s monstrous member.

"Well, look at you wearing such a scandalous red lingerie set, sister-in-law! Did my dear brother actually give you permission to flaunt your body like this? Hehe... I came over expecting a simple home-cooked meal, but this is a far better treat."

"Ngnn... ahnn... fuck my pussy, brother-in-law... you know how much I adore getting thoroughly railed from behind..."

Spank! Spank! Spank!

"Are you even human, sister-in-law? How can you shamelessly say things like that right in front of your own husband?" Dren delivered three sharp smacks to her round ass, watching the red lace stretch over her trembling flesh.

"Ngnn... ahn... ahnn... that’s what my darling husband wanted anyway! He’s secretly filming the whole thing right now so he can use it as his personal fapping material later..."

"Ah? So that’s the real reason you’re holding that recording orb, brother... what an exceptionally fine plan." Dren nodded approvingly.

"Ahn... ahnn... brother-in-law, please, fuck me already... I’m dying to taste that huge cock of yours..."

"Wow, you really have transformed into an absolute, uninhibited slut, sister-in-law. I used to fantasize about your body countless times, even though I have my own wife... ahh, I just can’t control myself anymore." Without warning, Dren slid his thick fingers past her folds and shoved them directly into her tight rear passage.

"Ngn... ahh... ahnn... you’re touching the wrong hole, brother-in-law! That’s my butthole..." she squirmed instinctively, though Quinn firmly locked his hands around her hips to hold her in place.

"Sister-in-law, I know exactly which hole I’m touching. In fact, I’m dying to taste your asshole... hehe, how about we pull off a glorious double penetration?" Dren shot Quinn a knowing, wicked grin.

"Ngnn... ahn... ahnn... are you saying you’ll plow my asshole while my dear uses my pussy?" Sylph settled back against Quinn’s lap, her resistance entirely gone as she embraced her deepest perversions.

"Precisely, sister-in-law... and since I just arrived, it would be terribly rude of me not to claim the back entrance first." Dren spat a thick glob of saliva directly onto her twitching asshole to lubricate it.

Rub... rub... rub...

"Ahh, what a damn fine, responsive ass. Brother Brian, are you keeping the camera steady? Make sure you zoom in on this angle—look right here at how eagerly her butthole is twitching." Dren pointed mockingly at her puckered rear.

"..." Brian slowly rose to his feet, mechanically nodding his head while his left hand remained shoved deep inside his trousers, frantically jerking his small member.

"Go ahead and pull your pants all the way off, brother. Don’t be so painfully shy about showing off your little twig."

"..."

"Ahnn... ahnn... ahnn... stop bullying my husband, brother-in-law, you know how terribly insecure he gets about his size..." Sylph whimpered, casting a fleeting, dismissive glance down at the pathetic lump in Brian’s pants.

"Just fuck me instead... you’re wasting precious time talking!"

Spank!

"Hah! Hear that? That’s precisely why he’s turned into such a broken man, sister-in-law."

"Ngnn... ahnn... ahnn... he loves watching me behave this way anyway... hehe, stop wasting time and fuck me already!"

"What about me, Sylph? Stop getting distracted and move that busty ass for me. Take the initiative and grind that perverted pussy down onto my shaft," Quinn commanded, reaching back up to pinch her heavy breasts as he hungrily re-engaged in the conversation.

"Ngnn... ahnn... ahnn... okay, my love. I’ll take total control from down below..."

"Good girl. Now, let the grand feast officially begin! Hehe, time for a legendary threesome with your very own brother-in-law."

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