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“I’m coming,” Rania cries out, and her sweet pussy convulses around my cock.

My fingers continue to work against her clit. I seat myself with a final thrust deep inside her quivering walls and grip her hips as I plunge. Harder. Deeper.

I’m fucking coming!” I grunt out between clenched teeth. I lose myself in the orgasmic bliss as passion spreads inside me and my latex covered cock catches the spurts of my cum.

When we get our breathing under control, I flip over to pull Rania close against my chest.

I never wanted to let her go, and I promised that day with her in my arms that I never would. That day was the one and only time that I laid claim to Rania’s body before all shit hit the fan.

“Brother, what are you doing up?” The voice of my oldest brother, Anson, pulls me from my thoughts.

“Rania,” I admit.

“Oh, right. How was your date? Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yeah. How long do you have?”

“For you, little brother, as long as you need,” he replies, giving me a grin.

I take my brother up on his offer. In the early hours of the morning, I talk, and my brother listens to me bare my soul.