Ripping My Sister's Tights and Fucking Her On Yoga Mat

Man, my sister Kiarra makes my head spin. That tight little body twisting through her yoga flow, ass popping every time she bends over. I’m supposed to look away but I just stand there like a creep until she catches me. “I can’t even think straight knowing you’re in here stretching in those tights,” I tell her, and I’m already closing the gap. I palm a handful of that bubbly butt, squeeze it hard, then yank the waistband straight down her thighs. She’s still on all fours when the fabric splits and her pussy glistens at me—drenched. I free my cock, line up, and drive straight into her from behind. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room while I slam into Kiarra over and over. I keep hammering until I unload deep inside her, no pull-out, no hesitation.