Home Movies - Part 26

Pants around her ankles, her crop top pulled up over her breasts, Kim writhes and squirms as she sits on the edge of the kitchen table. With two fistfuls of red hair, the younger Possible groans in ecstasy, eyes half-closed, watching the elder Possible's lips envelop her crimson-tinged mound. Knelt between her legs, Ann gently sucks on the younger Possible's clitoris, a set of fingers gliding in and out of her dripping wet vulva.

Jim: Shit. I gotta reset the focus.

Tim: Cut!

Hearing the director, Ann begins to pull away but is instantly yanked back. Ann looks up at the younger redhead with a quizzical lift of an eyebrow, a smile forming at the edges of her puffed-out cheeks. Kim's eyes squint shut, teeth gritted together as Ann presses hard against her, sucking as she flicks her bean with the tip of her tongue. Kim isn't performing for the camera.

Behind the camera, Jim fights with the autofocus, having never stopped recording.

Jim: Oh wow. Somebody's into it.

Tim: Dude! Please tell me you're getting this.

Now old hats at the nudie picture biz, Jim and Tim instantly know when one of their actresses is faking it. This, however, is not one of those instances....the twin brothers grin at one another as Jim zooms in on Kim's face. Ann is all but blocking their crotch shot...something they'll edit in later...but Kim's expression is adult film gold.

Jim: Sooo gonna get that 'oh face'.

Kim's eyelids flutter open slightly, only her green iris visible as Ann curls her fingers inside her ever so slightly. The elder Possible can feel her tightening around her digits, watching as Kim's lips pucker into a 'duck face' expression beyond her undulating breast. Fingers gripping her hair ever tighter, Ann can hear her moaning, almost humming through pursed lips.

Kim's juices now dripping from the back of Ann's upturned hand, her face glistening in it, Ann turns up the volume. Still flicking Kimmie's button with the tip of her tongue, Ann presses into her, practically lapping at her crotch like a thirsty dog. Kim's entire body tenses, her inner thighs clamping around Ann's head.

In the camera's viewfinder, Tim watches as the redhead's lips part, eyes crossing as a shuttering exhale escapes her perfectly 'O-shaped' mouth. For a solid minute Kim trembles from head to toe, eyes going in and out of focus.

Kim's leg-lock eventually releasing her, Ann leans back, grinning up at the quivering younger Possible, her leavings dripping from the elder Possible's chin. Dazed, almost sleepy-looking, one eye not quite wanting to re-focus, Kim peers over at the camera.

Kim: Pluh... Please tell me you g-got that?

Original Art by Gagala

Edits by Phillipthe2