"You're still hard," Irene said, her voice heavy and breathing rapid as she crawled over and knelt between Seth's cock.
Beside them was Aimy sprawled on the floor with her eyes closed and her legs spread, an accumulation of the various releases she and Seth had made over the past hours slowly leaking out of her.
Not minding that her now unconscious sister's juices covered Seth's cock, she took a deep sniff of it and began leaking it, holding Seth's rod with her left hand while the other moved in and out of her cunt.
Seth watched Irene go about seeking a release, the woman so horny that she didn't even look at Seth, her only focus being the image of his meat.
Feeling a little pity, Seth reached out and grabbed Iren by the hair, and pulled her up.
"What are you doing," he asked as his hand left hand reached out and began rubbing her pussy.