Drunk brothers end up fucking—clearly they’d been dying to since back then

The brothers got wasted at the reunion, beer cans everywhere, eyes locked on the hot chick dancing like she didn’t know what was coming. One grabbed her waist, the other pulled her hair—no words, just grins. She laughed, spread wide, and let ‘em take turns riding her pussy till the floor shook. Doggystyle, facefuck, sentones till they spilled—no mercy, no shame. They’d been waiting since high school. She knew it. They knew it. The panocha didn’t stand a chance.