Grieving Oral

Jordan's been aching since her old man checked out. The house feels too damn quiet and her body's been giving her shit about it, so she calls up Ken, her dead husband's brother. When he shows up she doesn't waste time playing coy, and neither does he. Clothes hit the floor, hands grab whatever's soft, and Ken's got his mouth full of the tits that were never meant for him but damn sure feel good right now. Jordan gets down on her knees to taste the same cock she used to catch her husband stroking in the bathroom mirror, sucking it down until her spit strings off her chin. She bends over the kitchen table that used to hold family meals, spreading her ass while Ken drives in raw, pounding her open like he's settling some old score. He flips her, fucks her missionary on the couch with her legs hooked over his shoulders, her tits bouncing hard with every thrust. Jordan's moans get loud and filthy; Ken answers by grabbing her throat just tight enough to feel the shake. He pulls out at the last second and paints her stomach white, leaving a sticky mess neither of them has to explain.