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Shadow clones filled the bedroom, hands indiscriminately ripping at clothes as the real Boruto and Himawari simply vanished into the beautiful mania of an orgy, the 'real' one hardly mattering anywhere in all of this while bodies crashed together. Boruto and Himawari's love for one another ran deeper than anyone knew, but even if someone were to catch on to the siblings' incestuous affections, they never would have imagined the exact way those affections manifested, the effort they put into not only fucking each other, but fucking each other all over the room with a stubborn sweep of absolute insanity.
Fifteen years old and packing a foot of cock, Boruto had some of his shadow clones go back a few years, a younger teen still sporting eight meaty inches of dick that would have put many adults to shame. Himawari, three years her brother's junior, was already stacked, a short girl with ample tits and a juicy ass, inheriting those Hyuuga girl genes and being an even more dramatically early bloomer than her mother had been. Some of Himawari's clones followed at being ten years old to match her brother's de-aging, a girl who, for her age, already had some nicely developing curves and breasts, the body that Boruto had lost his virginity to, a body that was all the more fun to have in throwing herself at her brother with.
Throwing one another at this pleasure immediately in a show of stubborn and shameless joy, the pleasures all pulled them in to give in to the sweet excitement of losing control. Shadow cone sex was a way to get themselves right into the action. Into too much action. An excess of action.
Two older Borutos had a younger Himawari impaled on their cocks, the girl's arms yanked back, her round ass receiving deep and unstoppable strokes while she bounced on another of her brother's cock, the persistence and the playful, giggling joy of being filled up with two feet of big brother cock and fucked into total oblivion. "That feels so good!" she gasped, her head rolling back in senseless, sloppy lust while she took on these feelings. Her body heaved about in persistent greed and a chaos too wild to be able to contain, unhesitating greed compelling her along and keeping her in a fit of sloppy, unstoppable motion. The pleasure cut right to something she had no idea how to control or contain, sweet and sloppy while her brothers double-teamed her.
"You're a big girl," teased the Boruto fucking her ass. "Taking so much cock. And these hips are built for it." He yanked on her arms, keeping them pulled back while she crashed against is thrusts with sweet excitement, leaned forward with her perky breasts heaving in the other Boruto's face.
"And these tits are built for something, too." Groping his little sister's chest, the Boruto underneath her was unstoppable in how he felt her up, keeping pace with a pleasure and an attention utterly beyond sense. "Ten years old and already these are big enough for a titfuck. Even mom didn't grow up with boobs this big."
"All for my big brother to enjoy," whined Himawari, her panting, heaving passion keeping her moving along without a care, the unrestrained heat carrying her to get what she wanted. The younger version of Himawari was a bit extra submissive for these older boys, a five year gap and the foot of thick cock all helping make for something so sloppy and chaotic, the pleasures to keep savouring in the throes of total ruin. It was a wanton mess of spectacle and chaos, pleasures keeping everybody active and unashamed, moving quicker to savour the pleasures and the frustrations on offer. "This body is your for you to enjoy, so don't hold back." Shakier, needier, wildly consumed by the hunger and frustration taking hold of her, all that Himawari could do was submit herself to pure madness, the gibbering obsession and chaos of pleasures keeping her in motion, keeping her throwing everything she had into the senseless euphoria of losing her fucking mind. It felt like everything she needed, cravings that ignited her desire to let go and give in. There wasn't any sense in holding back her excitements, a pleasure and a frustration inviting her to keep savouring these demanding and desperate hungers.
Unrestrained bursts of attention and hunger left little in the way of restraint, a senseless push into greedy feelings, into pleasures that left no room for her to deal with this. It was a burn of careless and frantic aggression, feelings too wicked to be able to resist while she pushed for the pleasure without a shred of care, escalating into senseless embarrassment while this all forced her along. The snug pussy kept them in a state of total excitement, the sweeping pressure and desire keeping up the weirdest and most intense of these pleasures, feelings too wicked to be able to manage, giving in with a sudden burst of pure excitement, the elation and strangeness of unexpected excitement. Himawari moaned out for more while the burning pressure got to her, the persistence of a sweet lust to keep giving up to.
"Do you want our cum?"
"Beg for it."
"Please, big brothers, I need your cum! I need your cum so I can grow big, so my boobs became even bigger than mom's! Feed my holes every drop of cum and train my dirty body to be your sex toy." She was a hopeless mess, the cravings and the heats of a wild surge of pleasure getting the better of her, the throbbing persistence and the heat to keep giving in to, pleasures too forceful for her to be able to grasp, and she was happy to let it bring her into this all, a mess of feelings and frustrations that caught her just right. There was nothing she was able to do to stop this frantic and obsessive downfall, but she didn't want there to be. With er arms held back and the overbearing thrusts seeking to test her without shame or restraint, she was damned just to keep falling and to crumble for what it offered her.
Both Borutos were happy to throw themselves hard into the frantic attention, into feverish indulgence without shame, pushing to make sure Himawari was put through the utmost attention and chaos in the name of losing herself completely. There was no way to escape the inevitable, no way to process the heat throbbing across her while this all throbbed out of control, the undeniable insanity and the pressure that she was desperately losing herself to. They fucked harder into her, deeper, savouring the pleasure in its most blunt of forms, keeping up a pace driven by the simple need to go all out with her and hold back nothing. It wasn't anything she could do much about, the damning slide into confusion and embarrassment while the lusts tore her apart, turning over her thoughts in her mind and keeping her in a sloppy mess of insistence and chaos and pure satisfaction, the molten elation of giving in.
With hard slams deep into her holes and a greedy burst of wicked attention, the boys succumbed with greed and desperation to this, plunging their cocks into young Himawari’s holes and pumping them full of cum, filling her up and leaving her to thrash in absolute joy while these wild feelings became a spectacle of total ruin and chaos. There was only pleasure, only greedy lust and ruinous hunger to give in to, and it became just what they needed, just what her body craved. Himawari took on these gooey joys, pleasure as frantic and as overbearing as she could have imagined, all sense leaving her while she gave in to this thunderous joy. Her climax was intense, noisy, senseless, and she was happy to give in to all of it without a shred of calm, the careless and unhesitating burn.
Across the room, an older Himawari was in the opposite position, being carryfucked by two younger Borutos, their still-impressive cocks stuffed into her hole while she pushed her fat tits u into the face of one of them to let him suck on her nipples while they went. Even with the age shifting around, Himawari was still a year younger than these Borutos, acting as the shortstack little sister impaled on their dicks and writhing in sweet excitement while she got filled, letting them use her and loving the attention, but having 'more experience' and therefore being a bit more assertive in how intensely these pleasures took hold of her. There wasn't anything Himawari could do but give in to the tides of crushing lust taking her, pleasures more manic and intense than she knew how to grasp, but with each motion of her hops, she was rolling with pleasures senseless and exhausting, the euphoria driving her to lose her mind under these sublime passions.
She pulled a free arm around the back of the other Boruto, ruffling his hair while he fucked her juicy ass, the persistence of her brothers' big cocks pushing her to feel the incredible surge of a sweet excitement and ferocity that she was happy to keep giving herself in to, desperate and dramatic while this all built without shame across her. There wasn't anything she could do about these mad excitements, a swell of chaos spiking up within her. Himawari was in no hurry to deal with these merciless pressures, a fever and ferocity guiding her into this all, the pleasure manic and ferocious. The precise rush of satisfaction and chaos urging her along in greedier joy, she was eager to let this keep pushing her limits, let all these pleasures invite her to lose her fucking mind. Without hesitation or care, she was able to get what she wanted most, and she wanted to be fucking loud about it.
The Boruto drilling her pussy sucked on her gorgeous tits, fondling her and savouring her chest with an almost fully silent commitment and excitement building now. She was falling apart so fast, so sloppy. There was nothing but pleasure to all of this, the feelings embarrassing her, ripping her asunder, making her feel the weight of these wicked excitements with less and less in the way of self-control. He was happy to just plunder on without a care, fucking his little sister and savouring the persistence behind all these feelings. He didn't need to speak when he had titty to suck on, and the rising excitement kept him urged along in a state of absolute glee. There was no reason to hold back the sloppy excitement and persistence behind all these ideas, attentions and throbbing frustrations leaving nothing to chance.
Behind her, the other one was more vocal, happily proclaiming, "Your ass is so perfect. It's going to grow as big as mom's one day." Shamelessly he thrust his cock into in between her plump cheeks, feeling their pillowy resistance against his body as he shoved forward in heaving excitement, the pleasure indulging without sense or control through a burning rush for more, the cravings and excitements that didn't leave anything but pure bliss in their wake. He had to keep moving, carelessly pushing for feelings of utter excitement, the electric elation and fever of something to keep him wanting more of this, refusing to slow the pace and absolutely lost to the senselessness that this offered. The inviting desires became just too much to be able to bear, a feverish and ferocious sweep of pleasures he kept shamelessly pounding on for more of. All of these merciless attentions brought with them the purity and the ferocity that this moment called for.
Determined to fuck Himawari with all they had, both of them were committed in a state of wild madness to going for all these wild attentions. The snugness of these holes begged for something intense and wicked, and these ferocious attentions continued on without hesitation, a careless push into the brilliance and frustration of something to let go of, giving in to hotter and more electric frenzy, the pleasures to keep giving up to, a pursuit and a chaos that didn't leave anything to chance. Unbelievably tight holes begged them to keep fucking, the insistence and the passion of vigorous attentions keeping up these feelings, sublime excitement and passion to keep going only for more of, feelings that didn't let anything make sense or slow down. It felt so perfect and heated ,the persistence to keep pursuing without any real sense of how to hold it back. The pleasures were such a wild burn of molten sensation growing madder by the second.
"I'm so close. Fuck. Fuck, don't stop, I can feel it, it's--" Himawari held back nothing, brilliant and noisy as the older and more experienced version of their little sister accepted the gooey embrace of pleasure and excitement ripping across them, senseless hungers and excitements to want to give in to so completely, the persistence that became too much to bear while they gave in to it all, the pleasures and the shames all guiding her to something so intoxicating and dreamy. The inescapable sweep of burning lust and chaos became too much to possibly resist, an unimaginable burn of senseless bliss that had her panting, aching, throwing herself into disarray and loving the pleasure she expressed, the senseless rush of a chaos and a joy that became everything to her now.
With wild moans, Himawari came, thrashing about and squeezing her holes down around these boys' cocks, making up for being younger with having a bit more readiness to take on these cocks. Sixteen inches of big brother dick inside of her fired off with outrageous excitement, the joyful and gooey blasts of a senseless delight that had Himawari happily lost to this bliss, thrashing about between their bodies and finding it hard to hold herself steady, a mess of delights leaving her overwhelmed by the simple warmth and the greed that tore her so blissfully to pieces and left her happy to have been taken so fucking deep. Their cum flooded into her and she was left in a gasping state of wicked satisfaction, the gooey joy of losing herself and accepting the sweetness and pressure she was going to have to give herself up to so utterly.
But some of the older Himawari clones were even more assertive; with her fingers tangled in a younger Boruto's hair, one was happy to pull his head between her thick thighs and start at the wild excitement and chaos of getting her pussy eaten, a persistence and a pressure escalating without restraint, a shameless surge of burning pleasures spectacular and utterly fixated in the throes of this all, a mess to want to give in to completely while her head spun and her body sank into the molten delight of giving in. "That's so good," she gasped, writhing against him. "Eat out your sister's pussy, Boruto, make me feel amazing. I love how much you try to make me feel good!" She couldn't contain herself, lost to these burning feelings of wild excitement, the pleasure and the frustration of burning, sweeping excitement too insistent to be able to handle, the careless sweep of pleasures for her to have to manage and give in to, the outrageous feeling of pure excitement she just had to accept as the only possible way forward.
Boruto did his part to keep up with this, aggressively licking with an earnest and overwhelming excitement. Eating his younger sister’s pussy was a treat, but the younger and less experienced Boruto found himself easily overwhelmed by his sister's attentions, the experience gap making this all the more exciting and persistent while these feelings built out of control, a brilliance insisting something that didn't let up, unstoppable and wild through the pleasures to keep wanting to give in to, a persistence of pure lust and greedy heat that continued to escalate with only one goal in mind. She writhed under this sweet allure, the senseless attentions from her brothers' greedy tongue wearing her down more and more, trapping Himawari in a burning and radiant spot of total surrender, ecstasy washing over her without sense or restraint while she savoured the chaos taking her.
Caresses bore down on her pussy, driven by insistent and precise gestures, by a feeling of need and urgency pushing her along to keep it up. There was nothing that Himawari wanted more than to writhe her way into chaos as these attentions pushed her along, the feelings of pure insanity that carried her to love all of this. More and more intensely, these feelings were becoming too much to ignore, irresistible fever and frustration keeping her in a place of total fucking spectacle. Himawari remained an unstoppable and stubborn mess pushing with all she had toward the insistent mess of pure pleasure and chaos inviting her along. She kept up a pace of sweeping delight, rocking about on her brother's face in smothering excitement, holding down tight against him and making the most of this feverish spectacle with an almost fanatical need to just keep writhing.
Boruto held onto her his sister's thick thighs and round ass in a show of hopeless vigor, desperately pushing forward to give himself up to this feeling of pure spectacle and excitement. He needed to keep going at any cost, his tongue working with forceful, overbearing delight to try and keep up with these weird excitements, ideas of pure frustration and desire escalating with a simple goal of pushing him to lose himself utterly. There felt like no time for control or steadiness, a delirious pressure and a chaos that made her feel the weight of total bafflement, the confused excitement and the weight of wild heat that left her in a place of total frustration.
Himawari bucked harder against the attention, moans turning hotter and greedier as she worked against her brother's tongue in desperate and shameless delight, joyful aches sweeping across her while she surrendered herself to the pleasure of what he offered her. She couldn't help but keep moaning, aching for more while the attention bore down on her so smugly, the insistence of cloying lust making her feel so good and so hopeless that there seemed like nothing left for her to do but give in to all of it. With bold and hopeless moans, Himawari continued her march into this chaos. The aggressive, insistent licks continued to build out of control, wicked and forceful in the ache of senseless attention and greedy excitement keeping her giving in to dramatic and drowning passion. "I'm so close. I'm so--keep going, keep licking, you feel so good!" Himawari couldn't hold still in the burning passion and excitement now, feelings too wild and maddening to be able to contain.
When she came, it was with a wild burst of gleeful excitement, surging desire and chaos and feverish elation, the feelings of a pleasure and a ferocity that she was happy to give in to fully. The merciless excitement surged without a care for these wicked feelings, attentions too wild to be able to resist. Her whole body shook in bucking passion and elation, the excitable greed that made Himawari want to give in completely to this, feelings of total elation guiding her to let this all rip her apart. She lay in a moment of wild bliss, utterly elated and satisfied while this pushed her to give in to this. It was a sweet and dizzy elation she was eager to give in to, fully committing herself to the smothering joy and the bliss to leave her aching only for more.
An older Boruto loomed over the younger version of his little sister, fingers tangled into her hair while he rammed every last bit of his cock he could fit down her throat, keeping the nervous pre-teen responding with, "Gluk gluk gluk," to his attentions. It was a reckless push, the overbearing thrill of a wild facefucking that had drool going all over the place and dripping down onto her big tits, which he also had his eyes on while he pushed on. They jiggled and shook from the stormy insistence of all these wicked excitements, a feeling chaotic and overbearing to give into while these wild desire and excitements built up truly out of control. He wasn't subtle or gentle about either, knowing Himawari was a good girl and strong and that he could put her through her paces. The insistence behind making Himawari give in to all these attentions and indulgences, he remained a lustful, overcommitted mess throwing himself into the careless joy of wanting only more.
Pulling back and switching around, he slipped his cock into her tits, starting ruthlessly at fucking them to give her a moment to breathe. Her big tits felt perfect in his hands, groped and kneaded while his girthy cock rammed up in between them to keep up a new pace. The pillowy softness of her tits offered something it felt incredible to ram up into and to give himself to, the pleasure insistent and gooey and merciless while he threw himself into all of it. The pleasure here became an overwhelming bliss, building in uncontrollable heat and chaos to keep up something truly beyond sense, unreasonable in its detached bliss.
"I love how rough you get with me!" Himawari gasped in the midst of wheezing panic and frustration, a confusion washing over her in outrageous greed. Passionate hunger and passion left her in a state of total panic, the delirious and worrisome pressure leaving her to keep giving in. Drool dripped down onto his cock and her cleavage, making it slicker for him to keep using. "I'm strong, I'm old enough to handle this. Don't stop!" She was happy to lean down and lick the head of the huge cock plunging up into her cleavage, her focus overbearing and dizzy under the sweeping excitements getting to her more and more, the guiding insistence of stormy bliss inviting her only to want to keep going for broke. Her big, greedy smile was so bright, so appealing.
So facefuckable.
Boruto was eager to slide his dick back into her mouth and resume the pace on pounding down her throat, the ruthless and merciless pressure keeping in a wilder place of total greed now, the persistent aggression compelling him to keep wanting more and more of. There felt like absolutely nothing that could slow down these wild and overbearing thrills, a pace of driven hunger and passion keeping him wanting more and more of this. Greedy insistence offered up a pleasure and persistence to keep giving in to, the outrageous hunger and needy desire to keep up something unstoppable. He continued working at her tits with his hands while his balls smacked against her chin and he pounded madly down her throat, using her with a pace that absolutely would have been out of line with any other girl, but Himawari was so desperate to satisfy her big bro and so eager to give in to this.
That meant taking on his worst, the overbearing storm of insistent and overwhelming pressures, a feeling of total chaos and frustration would leave her in a place of total insanity. Himawari was determined to hold through this, the sturdiness and the passion keeping her in a good place of total frustration. Jamming fingers into her cunt to keep pace with all these wild feelings, the determination and greed in Himawari was a pressure insisting upon her the chance to give herself to this wicked pressure, a feeling driven by desire and insanity, the feelings of total frustration and worry to keep her giving in to this all, the pressure and the worries to keep giving in to these wild feelings. She was a good sister, ready to receive this, ready to give in to these wild pressures keeping her in a place too wild to be able to savour this all in pure excitement.
Switching between her hot mouth and her plush tits, Boruto was an unstoppably focused mess, giving himself to the wild surges of a pleasure ecstatic and wicked, draining without sense or restraint through a pleasure for him to want to keep giving himself in to, bolder and sloppier and driven by such a frantic burn of pleasure and heat and chaos. He was eager to keep using, keep indulging, and the pleasures that this offered all built without a care to become too much to handle. He continued to savour these pleasures, feelings of electric greed and passion to carry him along into something that held him tightly. There felt like nothing to do but give in completely, an overwhelming push into sloppiness and excitement. She didn't want to slow down, keeping pace and savouring these wicked attentions, feelings too wild and too senseless for her to be able to manage this. The intoxicating rush of pure excitement and chaos kept her feeling incredible, lost to the burning euphoria and the fever of a feeling to keep giving in to completely.
With an eager, hazy grunt and a wild slam forward, Boruto was happy to fire off a load all over Himawari's face, reveling in the messy and spectacular aggression of what had him giving up so happily. The unstoppable and earnest burst of sloppy spectacle offered up something truly unstoppable, shameless and overwhelming as he let it all go. Boruto didn't hold back, ropes of hot, sticky spunk splattering all over her face and making a grand mess of the sticky warmth to give up to so utterly. The sloppiness and the chaos offered something totally senseless, a mad throb of pleasures totally devoid of sense. Himawari whined her way into cumming on her fingers in shameless joy, the wild sweep of a hopeless ecstasy and a frenzy to keep her giving in to this deepening haze, the throbbing warmth she knew to be everything she could have possibly asked for.
An older Himawari was happy to grasp the cock of a young Boruto while an older Boruto was balls deep in her pussy. Wild strokes along the slick, eight-inch cock pumped without a care, Himawari staring up at the younger Boruto with big, needy eyes. "Does my mouth feel good?" she asked, licking and adoring across the dick, taking a little more assertive a pace in not just passively getting her throat ravaged the same ways that her younger self was. Her commitment was absolute, insistent, shameless, and she let build a hunger and a heat that left nothing to chance.
"So good," groaned Boruto, his hips rocking forward, and as soft lips wrapped around his cock, he ached in delight. He didn't have the bolder and more urgent aggression that his older self had, left more passively receiving the sloppy head carrying him along and making him feel absolutely incredible in the throes of this steady excitement.
But the older Boruto could. With his hands on Himawari's round hips, he let loose the persistence of mad sweeps urging him along without a shred of hesitation, careless and persistent though the wild pleasures keeping him wanting more. There was absolutely nothing reasonable to this, that heated pressure and passion to keep wanting to give in to, escalating without sense. Unhesitating and chaotic passion throbbed in building greed, a persistence while he fucked her with unreal and unstoppable delight. "Every one of your holes is perfect," he said, giving her ass a firm smack and carrying on with the simple need to let himself give in to all of this, ferocious and spectacular.
Being used at both ends by her big brothers' big cocks was a treat for Himawari, her body moving between them in sweeping delight, a bucking persistence that drove her crazy with simple need, carelessly committing herself to the wilder and messier of pleasures, feelings she couldn't possibly resist, giving in with an unrelenting need for more, giving up without a shred of care or control. So much in the wickedness and excitement of just going for broke. She needed to keep savouring this, a back and forth aggression compelling her along without a moment of care or sense, unrestrained desires continuing to escalate into something so beautiful and senseless that she didn't know what to do but fucking crumble. This was pure ecstasy, the elation and the greed and the pressure to need to give in to.
Her hand and head moved in concert along the big, throbbing dick in front of her, the younger Boruto running his fingers through her hair in hazy bursts of affection and needy, dizzy greed, letting these feelings become a bit too much for him to handle. The pace being laid into her pussy made Himawari sometimes jolt forward, sucking down his cock a bit deeper than planned in a fit of total panic while the rough strokes from behind worked their magic on her with an unreal push toward total insanity. The obsessive, greedy depths she sank to became something weirder, messier, that tiring pressure to keep up something that felt wild. The pleasure kept up these weirder bursts of a potent and burning insistence, the feelings to want more and more of these wild attentions, feelings of a truly shameless, senseless indulgence, the sibling clones fucking without a care and embracing all of these maddening desires. Attentions of pure greed and desire continued to escalate to keep giving in, the desires building without a care for restraint, guiding them together into uncontrollable warmth and obsession, so passionate and greedy in the maniacal burn of pure satisfaction that this offered them.
The chance to keep going, keep indulging, keep throwing themselves in to this mania without any sign of slowing down, was all that mattered. The Borutos spitroasted their little sister with a singular push to make the most of thee wild joys, a blissful blessing to surrender to in full. Himawari could not be stopped, could not be tamed, and all these ravenous and reckless motions kept her in a fit of total elation, urged along in reckless motions that carried her to want to lose her fucking mind, giving in with a careless burn of sensation and satisfaction, the careless spectacle that built with uncontrollable glee to be something beyond sense. They kept up the earnest surge of pleasures to surrender to, both of them growing louder and greedier while embracing the outrageous burn of pure spectacle taking her to the limit.
Fucking with all they had, the boys reveled in pushing her limits, in making Himawari have to give herself to the sweet insanity and the passion of losing control, the maddening surge of a pleasure to have to give completely in to in the name of surrender and total fucking madness. The sweet lust became a smouldering burst of pleasure electric and senseless, so chaotic and greedy without reason, senseless and passionate without a shred of sense now. These pleasures were too wild, wickedly determined and persistent while these pleasures became everything to her. The gooey blasts of cum fulling her up made her an absolute mess, dreamy passions and frustrations so chaotic and wicked now that she had no idea how to handle any of it. There was just pleasure here, the throbbing insanity and persistence driving her up the wall with wicked need. Her brothers gave her every drop they could spare in a throbbing rush of surging passion and an enduring, sloppy greed to keep her giving in.
An older Boruto had two Himawari’s here for him to indulge with; an older Himawari lay on her back with a younger Himawari lying on top of her, their pussies awaiting the sweet joy and thrill of something absolutely magical. Boruto was happy to plunge his cock into both of them, switching up which of the ripe little sister pussies he was going to use and keep switching up constantly in the name of something driving him to want to really go all out, the pleasures and the passions of a simple need only for more. There was a pleasure here that he absolutely could not stand, the pleasures keeping him acting with wicked joy and a movement that carried him to want to really lay into her. The switching persistence let him feel two unbelievably tight pussies, one a bit snugger than the other, but both absolutely driving him crazy, keeping his hips in wicked motion and carrying him to savour the pleasure and the indulgence of a desire insistent and reckless, keeping him in motion and loving every second of this.
The younger Himawari took it on a bit more intensely, letting out bursts of wild noise. "Big bro, your cock is so big, it's stretching me out so much!" Gasps of sweet, wailing obsession rang out in hopeless joy, sweeping passion guiding Himawari along without a care. Her snug pussy clung desperately onto her brother's big dick, the pleasures guiding her to give in to this all, the pleasure overbearing and ferocious, chaotic and sweetly insane to keep giving in to this, the pleasures to want to keep indulging in, the persistence and the warmth to keep up a pace to keep savouring, giving in to the merciless attention to keep craving more and more of. She took it on, heaving back with her round ass and bucking against her brother's greedy lusts, attentions building up without shame to carry her to this mess, a pleasure urging her to want to go all out, giving in to the ecstatic and urgent greed of pleasures she was eager to roll with, giving in hotter and louder.
Older Himawari was a lot more confident in her commitment to these wild feelings, holding onto her younger self and offering some fleeting kisses in the dizzy midst of a pleasure to keep savouring. Her turns at taking Boruto's cock were a burst of pure joy, the sweet bliss and excitement she was giving in to fully, the persistence sweeping across her body with a mad burn f satisfaction and greed, so warm, so excitable. She didn't care about holding this all back, gasping, "Fuck us," while thee delights escalated further along. The big dick put her to work, laying waste to her with a greed and a ferocity passionate enough to drive her crazy, a madness and a hunger she was determined to keep rolling with, giving up hotter to the pleasure and allowing it to be too much for her to manage, maddening and wicked and insistent while everything fell beautifully to pieces.
Boruto did his best to keep both of them happy, throwing himself into the maddening persistence and careless delight of keeping up with this, losing himself more and more to the reality of lust that got the better of him. With each thrust forward into either sister pussy, he was treated to the burning thrill of giving up and giving in, so beautifully focused in pure delirium on the sweet delights and insanity that continued to build without reason or restraint, so senseless, so exciting. The snugness drove him crazy, the persistence tat kept him active and shameless. He had to keep moving, had to keep fucking with careless delight to give in to all of this, pleasures urging him to have his pick of these sister clones and savouring the pleasure behind all of it. The burning insistence of his every mad push was something absolutely senseless, the pleasures to keep up a pace and a fever too wild for sense, the pleasure and the frustration that ignited a spark in him of pure need.
Fucked into moaning, writhing joy by the big dick pounding them both, the girls were happy to lose themselves to selfcestuous kisses and a moment of total obsession. These wild pleasures kept up something frantic and wicked. This was a dream for Boruto to pound into. Two sisters instead of one! He loved the snugness of their pussies, the moans they ached with, the wild persistence and passion inviting their total surrender to this pleasure. It was a frantic, obsessive burn of sloppy desires keeping her up, the pleasure exciting and frantic, guiding her with sloppy passion into the absolute insanity.
"Cum in us!"
"We need your cum, Boruto!"
Their encouraging and hopeless moans were a big push toward the joy he needed, a static lusts ripping across Boruto while he slammed forward and let go of his uncontrollable greed, the warm and gooey blast of erupting cum gushing forward. He came in the older Himawari first, then finished in the young one, giving both of them a messy creampie to appreciate for all their fun and loving work. The pleasure was direct, wicked, so mercilessly enticing and intoxicating. He gave them both moaning, heaving orgasms to enjoy, the bursts of euphoria and chaos that had them noisily lost to the sweet and brilliant lust of letting go. It was perfect, and he savoured every second of it before finally yanking back in excitement and greedy pushes for even more satisfaction. The pleasure cut to the beautiful core of something so hopeless and so confusing, the baffling lusts that swept across her without pause or control and only one goal in mind now.
Everyone gathered in close together, a horde of Himawaris both young and old encircled by a ring of eager, horny Borutos beating off to sliding their cocks into open and waiting mouths. The girls all moaned in total delight, surges of a pleasure sweet and senseless, fanatical greed making the most of her thoughts in a dizzy burst of confusion and frustration, the the push toward greed and spectacle to keep giving up to, the pressure and the heat building out of control. There was something totally senseless here, the unashamed and wicked pressure to keep wanting more and more of. This was such a fucking mess, the absolute deepest reaches of a pleasure and a frustration that didn’t leave any room for sense.
The little sisters all moaned out for more, greedy and eager and loud about what they wanted, giving in hotter to these mad delights, to the simple thrill of being ruled by their appetites and their needs. There was nothing to do but completely lose themselves, uncontrollable satisfaction inviting them to the limits of all sense while they let it take them. The big cocks that had fucked them were now getting jerked off in their faces, a ravenous push toward chaos and excitement, an indulgence carrying them to keep giving in to this all, a feeling of chaos and frustration to keep them giving I fully, the gradually rising heat turning into too much to make sense of. It was so grand, so exciting, and they knew the fun was awaiting them if only they kept giving up to fucking all of it, lost to these pleasures and frustrations that didn't leave anything to sense or chance. Burning pleasure continued to escalate without any hesitation, the greed building with an unreal burn of pure passion, so obsessive and chaotic, so demanding. There was nothing to do but drown in the throes of this wicked mess, wild pleasures and excitements leaving her to have to just give in to this all. It was a fucking disaster, the complete madness of something to lose control to, the chaos and the frustration to keep up this wild pace.
Giving head or rubbing up on these cocks, offering strokes and praise and dirty talk for good encouragement, the little sisters loved their big brothers so much, the sweeping thrill of giving in offering up a pleasure too wicked and senseless to ignore. The need for a big bukkake finish to cap off their incestuous clone orgy spurred on plenty of excitement and attention, pleasures melting into obsession and euphoria while they gave in to the unreal and outrageous bliss of each wild stroke and each push into chaos. There was little to do about this mess but give in, the persistence and infuriating joy of losing control with louder attentions and a greedy need to let go. The boys inched closer, the building passion and escalating excitement keeping up a place of total aggression, pleasures and excitements to keep giving in to, the wild insistence carrying them to have to let go. There was so little in this mess that she could make sense of ,but within it was the core of something absolutely detached form reason or reality.
Groaning their way through this pleasure, the big brothers offered themselves with full delight to the messy thrills upon them, bursts of pleasure and excitement urging them to savour this, noisier, greedier, thrilled by the chaos and the hunger that became too much for them to handle. The boys beat off with an unstoppable and ruthless excitement pushing their limits, and all they wanted was to pursue these unstoppable passion, greedy excitement and persistence. The bots were unstoppable, vocal, giving themselves up to the surging insanity and excitement with an outrageous need to give in, and there was little to do but give in to this wicked pressure, an excitement and a chaos to really savour now, persistent and unstoppable in its reckless frustration, the wild and insistent chaos keeping up these wicked feelings. It was too good, too wild, too exciting. There was little to do but give in to all of it in complete surrender, the sloppy and obsessive heat of pleasures to keep wanting more of.
When the Borutos came, it was happily all over the Himawaris' faces, the gooey blast of hot cum and excitable pressure leaving them to give up fully. Hot ropes of cum blasted madly all over their faces. The girls moaned out in sweet excitement, the ecstatic and earnest passion of giving themselves in to the simplicity and the pressure of all this sticky spectacle, molten cum all over their faces and a sticky wreck for them to give in to utterly. There was so much cum everywhere, hot ropes of gooey bliss to indulge in and have to deal with in sweeping insanity, the obsession and chaos of giving up to this wild bliss without any real sense of how to hold it back. But it was bliss. It was dripping, gooey ecstasy.
Even with the number of clones in the room, Boruto and Himawari were able to discern which was the real one with ease, flinging their bodies at one another as the shadow clones went up in puffs of smoke, leaving only the real siblings thrown at one another, naked and eagerly going for even more without a second of hesitation or consideration. They could not be stopped.
Boruto ended up on his back with his sister's pussy shoved down against his lips, his fingers dug into her big ass while he savoured the greedy burst of satisfaction and euphoria that came from losing himself so earnestly to this. He happily pushed forward, going all out To give her this thorough treatment was all eh could have wanted, shamelessly devouring her pussy and enjoying the feeling of hard she rocked atop him with that shortstack body so eager and so insistent. The orgy had fallen away but in its place was now the still-energetic insistence of one on one pleasures, indulgent and forceful and pushing at the limits of sense without a shred of care, ceaseless and insistent while the pleasures built with senseless, insistent passion. Boruto loved these attentions to keep him moving on with, persistent attention greedily inviting him to keep moving and keep loving this.
Lying on top of her bother, Himawari acted similarly, slurping down her brother's cock and moaning her way into dizzy delight and indulgence, pushing without restraint into this pleasure with greedy persistence, bobbing her head up and down with the desire to let her throat work around his cock. It was forceful and insistent, but that intensity was exactly what she needed, the push t keep loving these messy ad dizzying passions all getting the better of her. Speaking was of no purpose or sense here, the pleasure to keep giving in to the deeper want for more, the persistence and the need to carry her along hotter. Himawari was happy to keep the pleasure pushing her along, a pace of spectacular hunger and dizzy aggression keeping her loving this all, pushing for more and more desire in desperate pushes to keep her moving and keep loving more of this.
Melting into the joy of going down on one another, the siblings burned with a steady need to keep going, giving in to their sloppy an shameless excitements, a persistence and a hunger that guided their bodies along quicker and messier, driving them both up the wall with crazed excitement, pleasures too keep sinking into with desperate, driven hunger, urging their bodies along with outrageous excitement, a delight and a persistence to keep wanting more of. The tireless pressure kept them wanting only more, urged into desperation and excitement through feelings too wild to be able to resist, a sweet bliss to fall harder apart under, going in to the depths of their hotter hunger, pleasures and desires urging them along with impatient spectacle. Ravenous and obsessive, the siblings pushed themselves into the grandiose swell of pleasure and hunger, thrilling them, pushing them to keep savouring all these merciless and messy lusts, wanting to give themselves up utterly to their wild lusts.
They bucked against one another in utter frustration, seeking out even more satisfaction, craving the dizzy need to keep them in motion and keep them giving up to all of this, wicked and feverish and frantic now. The pleasure was so outrageous and wild in the madness taking her, feelings sweeping carelessly across her. There was no reason to behave or be subtle; loving one another this hard, the siblings were desperately giving in to these wild attentions, pleasure and chaos too wicked for anything now to get in the way of these pleasures. Passion and ferocious kept up the wild pleasures that just didn't make a whole lot of sense to her. She kept giving in, sloppy and hopeless under these spectacular needs, a greedy burn of surging excitement and chaos. Boruto and Himawari were met in something incredible together, feelings of a pleasure and a chaos to keep wanting more of, the indulgence to keep them loving more of these wild attentions. This was such a wild mess, brilliantly driving them crazy and keeping them snugly in close together.
This was too much, such a wild burn of satisfaction and greed to have to embrace, giving in to the spectacular chaos and the warmth of a wrongness beyond reason. The pleasure here was unstoppable, building up to be too much with each push forward. All this electric greed and passion kept them active, shameless, moving with harder and hotter excitement to savour all of this spectacle. They needed to keep giving in, throwing themselves without hesitation into these wicked feelings, wild pleasure and chaos guiding them to want to let it all go, and there was just nothing to do but give up utterly. There wasn't anything to do but keep pursuing these sloppy attentions, feelings of obsession and greed to surrender to, giving in to hotter delight and a pleasure to lose control to.
"I love the taste of your pussy," groaned Boruto, keeping his face in deep and recklessly indulging in the wild thrill carrying him deeper. The wild persistence and chaos guided him to want to really give in, melting into the persistence and the frustration of a wild chaos he wanted more and more of. His tongue was determined to keep going, keep licking, and the persistence behind his every push forward was a wild burst of satisfaction he couldn't possibly get enough of. All these sweet pleasures combined into something that carried him to lose himself, the maddening greed keeping him loving this all so badly, the throbbing excitement and the passion he wanted to really give himself up to, feelings of a pleasure and an earnest greed carrying him along, keeping up something that didn't need a shred of sense now.
Moaning around the cock in her mouth in sloppy agreement, the stubborn bliss held onto Himawari, keeping her too busy sucking cock to actually say anything, the persistence of wild pleasure thrilling and throbbing across her. She was happy to give in to all of it, the purity and the grounding of a senseless passion getting the better of her. There was no reason to hold herself together, the maddening and mindless greed keeping her loving this all so fucking much. The pleasure was exhausting and exciting, so forcefully outrageous and wild to keep giving in to, feelings of a pleasure and a chaos to want to give madly in to. There was nothing even remotely sensible in all of this, pleasures and desires keeping her feeling too good to handle this. She was tireless, forward, pushing for the wild pleasure making her feel better and better about losing herself, the maddening persistence carrying her to the limits. She came hard, thrashing about in wild, maddening passion, insistent greed and desires too wicked and lustful for her to make any fucking sense of.
The eruption of cum into Himawari's mouth set her off with a bucking orgasm that Boruto dutifully ate her out through, the pleasures insistent and wicked, so wildly determined to give in to this reckless pleasure and inviting the total ferocity that this begged for, the insistence and unstoppable hunger to want to give in to utterly now.
But Boruto still wasn't done. Grabbing his sister's hips and turning her around, he gave her ass a smack as he pushed forward and up, slamming into her for a doggy style fucking, groping her ass with an utterly mad need to go for broke. ""I'm not done."
"I know you're not," moaned Himawari, not even a remark about how she wasn't done, just the knowledge and certainty that he was unstoppably committing to this. Her hips shook, throwing back against her big brothers' cock and readily accepting this. "You can't get enough of me."
"My fat-assed, fat-titted preteen little sister. Yeah, of course not." Boruto gave Himawari's ass ye another smack, drilling with unstoppable excitement, his hips moving with careless, ruthless delight carrying him to keep on indulging, the pleasure spectacular and wicked enough for him to lose his mind, senseless and ferocious, so indulgent in the chaos this offered him now. He was happy to keep up this wild indulgence, an electric pace of frustration and hunger and the pleasures of pure indulgence. Boruto held back nothing. "One day you'll be all grown up, even more stacked than mom is."
"And what'll you then?"
"Keep your perfect body all to myself," Boruto boasted.
"Mm, and you'll never need any other girl, because my body keeps you happy!" Himawari nodded along, powerlessly giving herself in to this burning passion, an obsessive and feverish passion here guiding her to want to give in to all of it, awash in senseless desires and delights she was desperate only or more of. Her brother's big dick pounding into her kept her in a state of pure delight, frantic and obsessive while she let the cock rip her thoughts to pieces. This was everything Himawari needed, her head spinning in surges of intoxicating, drunken bliss, and all she could understand was the simple need inside of her to give in. to Crumble, to fold like a house of cards and submit to her brother's dominance, the unstoppable reality of passion and frustration keeping her in a state of total fucking insanity.
Boruto thrust madly away, maybe proving the words a little bit, throwing himself into the unrelenting vigor and euphoria of what he needed .The unreal and unstoppable passion compelling him along gradually escalated, too forceful and intense for him to resist, falling into deeper excitement with each push forward and a burning need form ore. It was too good, too perfect, too focused on pushing Boruto along to the pace this all called for in sweeping insanity, the mad delight and passion of obsessive lust greedily urging hi to lose himself. Uncontrollable and shameless, he was happy to accept the pleasure in full, to keep throwing what he had into this and filling her up with cock, using Himawari's pussy for the shameless, throbbing joy of giving in, pushing for the burning passion and excitement this all called for, feelings of a euphoria and a frustration too wicked for sense, too brilliant to leave anything to chance. There was only the molten pleasure of giving in, losing ground to the outrageous bliss this offered, a reality check and a burning rush of need that kept Himawari vocal and shameless on to the very end.
"Cum in me!" she wailed, her head rolling back, moans turning into throbs of pure bliss and chaos as she let herself succumb in full, giving in noisy and hopeless and happy to the pleasures ripping her to pieces. Himawari came her brains out, wails of sweeping joy and passion guiding her to lose her mind, senseless, burning with outrageous hunger and spectacular need, the cursing insistence and the brilliant, inescapable joy of letting fucking go. Her head rolled back, squeals of joy coming along with her brother pumping a load into her womb, a creampie filling her up without care or restraint, embracing the pleasure in its most shameless form and accepting the revelry and madness of total fucking surrender. They came together, unravelling as one in a joyful burst of incestuous satisfaction, the siblings' bond at its most dramatic now in that moment of one-on-one creampie goodness.
But intimacy was never enough for Boruto; his insatiable appetite and lust for his little sister’s body drove him to only crave more, and in bursts of smoke, five more Borutos and their foot-long cocks descended on Himawari's holes and her tits and her hands, ready for more. Fortunately for all of them, Himawari loved her brother more than anything in the world, and she was happy to make sure each and every one of them got off with her body.