oooh so what if Peter is in there all along; sitting in a corner with a collar around his neck and watching on as his sister gets fucked good and proper by her husband. maybe once upon a time it had been him privileged enough to cream that clutching, warm slit but by now Papa Hale has made pretty sure to show him who is far superior. (which Peter hates and loves in equal measures)
When he finally gets called over and has crawled his way between Talia’s legs, her cunt doesn’t look as pretty as it usually does; it’s gaping and sloppy and and he can see that dark, soft hole try to close back up again and keep the tickling trickle of cum inside.
“Get to it,” Papa Hale grunts and shoves him down with a hand on the back of Peter’s head. Probably wipes his wet cock on the side of Peter’s face and smears it into his hair while he’s at it.
Peter vaguely hears him walk towards the door and an amused click of his tongue. “Got something else for you to clean up when you’re done.”
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