henry had never wanted anyone else. as long as he could remember, he desired alexis; he blossoming bosom, her enchanting behind, her pulsing, soaked cunt that begged to be filled with his tongue, fingers or cock. she was designed by god for him as he was for her, and he cared little for the fact that he had to kill their mother in order to have her. she never approved of them, and he did not want his beloved to starve to death. which is why he volunteered to take a wife all of these times, to lead her on, steal her money, and slaughter his sister could continue to live the life that she deserved. henry’s grips tightened on alexis’ thighs, encouraging her to beg for him without words as his tongue explored her core, warm and delicious arousal on his tongue.
lexi was no fool. she knew that should their relationship get out it would cause them great trouble. it was why their mother had had to die. why all of henry’s brides had to die. they were all means to an end to allow them to keep up their relationship as they wanted to. she gasped softly biting her lower lip hard. her hand reached down gripping his hair squeezing the locks between her fingers as her head fell back as his tongue filled her. “oh god henry p-please more i need more.” she pleaded as she let out a wanton moan hips raising off the bed pushing against him with a soft whimper. wanting more of henry. all of henry really. she always wanted him. there was no one else she had ever even considered. it was always just the two of them and that was all that truly mattered as far as she was concerned. “please please make me cum!” she gasped softly biting her lower lip hard.
