Everly pulled off for a moment, panting softly against his skin.
Her breath was hot and shaky, her cheeks flushed deep red. She looked up at Ethan, licking her lips slowly, the tip of her tongue gliding across the corner of her mouth.
Ethan met her gaze with a steady, warm look. His hand brushed lightly through her soaked hair, wordlessly encouraging her to keep going at her own pace.
Everly smiled, then leaned back in, pressing soft kisses along the side of his dick, savoring every inch.
Evelyn, seeing her sister move, grew bolder too.
She shifted slightly, bringing her mouth to the other side, her lips brushing the base of his dick gently before trailing her tongue upward in a slow, shaky line.
Their mouths moved together, creating a steady rhythm, warm and wet and patient.
Ethan breathed out through his nose, keeping his body relaxed and grounded. He let them feel him and control the pace without rushing them.
