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There's a sudden primal urge that you feel through your mind. You almost can't control your movements as your hands reach down and cup the back of Anne's soft head. She looks up at you, cock in her mouth. You can hear the wet suckling noises she makes as your cock was lathered with her spit and your pre. With gentle motions you start thrust your hips against the cage of the crib, forcing your dick further into Anne's mouth, your hands locked on her head preventing her from moving back. She doesn't seem to give much protest as you do.

Your hips meet the wood and you can feel the slow warmth envelop your child cock as it enters your sister's mouth. The subtle laps of her tongue fill you with glee as it rubs the glans and underside of your dick. You close your eyes and give off a goofy grin as you sigh with heated passion. Your hips pull back, you can feel Anne's tight lips slink along the length of your cock and the cold air that contrasts what you felt a second before. You push forward again, this time with a little more speed and a little more vigor, getting that same addicting sensation that pulses through your body. Anne squirms a little, smiling with a mouth full of cock and letting out a small giggle that vibrates around your length.

"Don't move." You tell her and she nods. You start a little rhythm of pulling and pushing your hips, forcing your cock in and out of your kid sister's mouth. It's amazing how good this feels and you can't believe you haven't thought to have tried this earlier. Your motions pick up speed, your hips continue to hit against the painted wood the crib. It's not enough... You open your eyes and remember you hands were planted firmly along the back of Anne's head. As you pull back, you grab little tufts of Anne's silky brown hair and pull her head back. Then when you push forward, you pull her head towards you. You are a genius.

With this new technique you start a new rhythm, fucking your sister's head like she was a little doll. You hear Anne giggle again, amused at the playful motions you're putting her through as if this were a fun little game like horsey or something. The crib creaks every time your hips meet wood and your movements become a bit more erratic. The entire length of your cock was coated in a shiny varnish of pre and spit. Anne's face started to get wetter the more you used her. A heavy pressure began to build up around your tummy and wee-wee. It felt strange, like you needed to go to the bathroom but not quite the same. It felt too good to stop though, but this is kinda scary. But... it feels so good! You can't stop now! The pressure builds and builds, boiling up until finally you feel a release.

There's a spike of pleasure that pours into you, like a series of sneezes but like a million times better. You feel your cock pulse, shooting out a series of globs into Anne's mouth. You hear a protest, but with your hands firmly held onto her head she can't pull back. With every shock of bliss you let out a small moan, barely realizing that you were holding your breath the entire time. A warm afterglow falls over you and slowly ease up from Anne, pulling your cock away in a messy fashion that leaves it soaked in all kinds of fluid. Anne swallows the strange liquid that was forced into her mouth, smacking her lips with a bit of a grossed out face.

"Eww..." She complains. Her hands pull up to get a dab of cum from the side of her lips to look at and play with. Well, you didn't hurt her and she's not crying, so that's good. Regardless, that was amazing. You never knew how good your thingy could feel. You make a note to play with Anne like that more often. You just not notice the smell of pancakes being made, and with how much time you spent playing with Anne you're surely going to be late to get the best cakes... and surely Emily was going to eat most of them...

Get dressed, and get some pancakes.