Goth Stepsister: Exclusive & Best Hardcore Experience

So my goth stepsister came over to grab a charger and the next thing I knew she was straddling me on the couch, her black lipstick smeared all across my jaw and that cherry gloss I always noticed tasting exactly how I imagined. She had the whole Mavis from Hotel Transylvania thing going on, striped tights, choker, dark hair catching the glow from the TV, and I kept thinking this is not how I planned the night. She kissed me hard, bit my lip, and we were both so frantic pulling clothes off like we’d been circling this for way longer than either of us would ever admit out loud. She pushed me down and climbed on top and I swear the room got hotter, her nails digging into my chest while she whispered stuff I’m not repeating here. It was rough and breathless and I lasted longer than I figured but not by a lot. When I finished inside her she just stayed there, breathing hard, forehead against mine, and we didn’t say anything for a solid minute. Then she laughed, called me an idiot, and stole my hoodie. Still haven’t gotten it back.