Siblings

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For those who do not remember....
Ramona is Aaron's sister. She is the oldest
Juana is the youngest.
Leticia is the name of his mother.
I only mentioned these characters once in the story.

Enjoy.

Aaron's POV*
5:44 a.m

"Aghh"

She spreads her legs open, revealing everything.

Pretty pussy.

Everything fi so pretty bout one girl?

I rub my thumb on her clit while I enter her opening.

"Fuck" She curses as she quivers.

I will never get use to how euphoric her pussy is.

We fuck a million times and every single time, feels like a the first we a fuck.

Jaahh

My jaw clenches as I continue to thrust into her.

"Ughhh" Her moans get louder

I lift her, placing her on her knees and she arches.

Her breathing is uncontrollable.
But she manages to arch perfectly.

Her arousal fluids drips on the sheet and I enter her slowly.

"I'm-" She begins but she cums before she could finish.

With my left hand on her back and my right, slapping her ass.
I continue to fuck her breathlessly until I unload.

I groan, before pulling out and going into the bathroom.

.....

9:34

A knock on the door wakes us up.

Kenya begins to shuffle out of bed and I pull her back.

"Stay" I tell her before I move to answer the door.

"Aaron" She calls before knocking the door again and I open it

"Did your sister call you?" My mother asks

"Me nah use me phone. Wah gwan?" I ask

"Is Kenya up? I don't want to wake her" She asks and I shake my head no.

"But eh good. Just tell me wah happen"

"Ramona is having sex with the fucking don's son" She says and I knit my brows

"Which Don?"

"I don't know his name...You always send shipments to him"

"How that happen?" I ask

"Ask her. She needs to come stay with you in Jamaica"

"Where is she now?" I ask

"She's in the car. I took her with me because I can't trust her."

"Stay, me soon fawud"

She exhales and I can feel how stressed she is.

I make my way to the parking lot, Where the car is before getting in and Ramona is in the back seat.

Her face is covered in tears.

Crocodile fucking tears.

"Why are you crying?" I ask.

She doesn't respond, but she proceeds to wipe her face and I exhale.

"Who is the Don?" I ask

"I don't know" She responds

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