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Brad's wife actually setting him up with Keira takes the cake for awkward family favors. Keira treats boner trouble like she's fixing a leaky faucet, all warm smiles and "just helping my brother-in-law." Compassionate? Sure. Comfortable? Not even close. He lies there while she works oil into his chest and thighs, trying to act professional. The second her hands wrap around his cock, he twitches like someone flipped a switch. His body says one thing, his face says another. Keira just grins and slides her mouth down over him, tongue flicking the head like she's sampling something sweet. She taps the milking table, points to the hole. He pushes through. She drops underneath, spreads her shaved lips, and starts working him with her mouth while her fingers play between her own legs. Every wet sound bounces off the table. Then come the feet. Painted toes wrap around his shaft, sliding up and down, squeezing just enough to make him jerk. She drags them over his balls, light and teasing, like she's testing how much more he can take. Brad stares at the ceiling, caught between mortified and ready to explode, while Keira hums like this is Tuesday afternoon at the office.
Brad's wife actually setting him up with Keira takes the cake for awkward family favors. Keira treats boner trouble like she's fixing a leaky faucet, all warm smiles and "just helping my brother-in-law." Compassionate? Sure. Comfortable? Not even close. He lies there while she works oil into his chest and thighs, trying to act professional. The second her hands wrap around his cock, he twitches like someone flipped a switch. His body says one thing, his face says another. Keira just grins and slides her mouth down over him, tongue flicking the head like she's sampling something sweet. She taps the milking table, points to the hole. He pushes through. She drops underneath, spreads her shaved lips, and starts working him with her mouth while her fingers play between her own legs. Every wet sound bounces off the table. Then come the feet. Painted toes wrap around his shaft, sliding up and down, squeezing just enough to make him jerk. She drags them over his balls, light and teasing, like she's testing how much more he can take. Brad stares at the ceiling, caught between mortified and ready to explode, while Keira hums like this is Tuesday afternoon at the office.