Her head tipped back and she let out a desperate moan. XXNX He watched them kissing passionately for a few seconds, both naked and completely oblivious to his presence. Dean somehow managed to jam himself behind her, on his knees on the floor and facing Sam with her body in between them, being careful to make as little contact with his brother as possible. That was Dean’s first finger sliding inside, working her tighter hole. She sat up and gave him an appreciative smile before shuffling over, sliding past him so she was kneeling on the seat behind Dean. He rolled his head on the seat back and closed his eyes, panting harshly as he recovered, only vaguely aware that she and Dean were still fucking on top of him. She pumped and stroked with her hand, licking the over-sensitive tip clean with soft, gentle flicks
