Brother and sister smoke crack

The neon glow of a grimy motel sign flicked lazily, casting fractured shadows across the stained bedspread. Inside, Travis and Mia were sprawled on the lumpy mattress, a glass pipe clutched between them. The room reeked of cheap booze and bitter smoke, the air thick with anticipation and something more twisted. Travis pulled the pipe from his lips, his cheeks hollowed from the last hit. He grinned at Mia, his eyes glassy and dilated. "Goddamn, that's good shit," he rasped, passing the pipe to her. Mia took it, her fingers brushing against his, sending a jolt of heat up her arm. She inhaled deeply, holding the smoke in her lungs until her vision swam. She exhaled, coughing slightly, then grinned back at him, her teeth stained yellow. "Fuck, yeah," she agreed, her voice hoarse. They lay there for a moment, the room spinning slowly around them. Then Mia looked down at her crotch, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "I need to piss," she said, her voice laced with a challenge. Travis laughed, a low, dirty sound. "Do it, babe," he urged, his eyes never leaving hers. "Let's get fuckin' nasty." Mia didn't need to be told twice. She hiked up her skirt, not bothering to remove her throng. The room filled with the sound of her steady stream, dripping into the motel's grimy ashtray. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed. "Fuck, that feels good," she whispered, her body trembling slightly. Travis watched her, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He reached out, his fingers tracing the line of her thigh, inching closer to her soaked crotch. "You're such a filthy little slut," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. Mia opened her eyes, her gaze locking onto his. "And you love it," she shot back, her voice dripping with seduction. She reached out, her hand wrapping around his growing erection, squeezing hard. "Now fuck me, you bastard."

Travis growled, his hand snaking up to grab her breast, squeezing painfully hard through her thin top. "You want it rough, baby?" he grunted, pinching her nipple until she yelped. "You want it dirty?" Mia bit her lip, a sharp inhale escaping her as she nodded. "Give me what I need, Travis," she demanded, her hand working him faster, her thumb circling his sensitive tip. Travis grabbed the pipe, taking another hit, holding it in before leaning in to kiss her, forcing the smoke into her lungs. She coughed, pushing him away, but her eyes were wild, hungry. He grinned, his teeth bared like an animal's, and pulled a small plastic bag from his pocket, spilling a pile of white powder onto the nightstand. "Coke," he said, his voice a low growl. "Wanna play some more?" Mia's eyes widened, but she nodded eagerly, her breath coming in quick pants. Travis dipped his finger into the pile, bringing it to her lips. She parted them, sucking his finger into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it greedily. He pulled it out, tracing a line of powder along her chest, dipping down into her shirt. She shivered, her body arching up to meet his touch. They both took hits from the pipe, the room filling with the acrid smell of burning chemicals. Travis's hands roamed her body, rough and demanding, leaving trails of white powder on her skin. Mia's breath hitched as his fingers found their way into her throng, rubbing hard against her clit. She bucked her hips, her eyes rolling back as a moan escaped her lips. "You like that, don't you?" Travis sneered, his fingers working her expertly. She nodded, her body writhing beneath his touch. "You're such a fucking whore," he taunted, slapping her breast hard. Mia gasped, her body arching up to meet his hand. "More," she begged, her voice a hoarse whisper. "Give me more, Travis. I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you use me." The violence between them became a frenzy. He slapped her again, his free hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. She gasped, her body trembling with need. Travis reached for the motel's complimentary lotion, squirting a generous amount onto his fingers. He rubbed them together, warming the lube before pushing two fingers deep inside her, his thumb circling her clit relentlessly. "Oh, fuck," Mia moaned, her hips bucking wildly. "Fuck me, Travis. Please, fuck me hard." Travis grinned, a cruel, twisted smile. "Not yet, baby," he said, his voice a low purr. "We're just getting started." He pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth, sucking them clean. "You taste fucking delicious," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "Now, let's get this party started."

Travis's eyes gleamed with a sick, twisted delight. He stood up, unzipping his jeans, and pulled out his cock, already hard and leaking. Mia watched him, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her chest heaving. She reached for the pipe, loading it with a fresh rock of crack, her hands shaking with anticipation. "I want you to piss in my ass," she demanded, her voice a low, dirty growl. "While I smoke this." Travis chuckled, a low, dark sound. "You're fucking insane, you know that?" He kicked off his jeans, standing naked and menacing over her. "But I like it." He grabbed the pipe from her, taking a hit himself, holding it in before exhaling a cloud of smoke into the already hazy room. He passed it back to her, watching as she took a hit, her eyes fluttering closed as she held the smoke in. Mia's body shivered, the drug coursing through her veins, amplifying every sensation. She felt Travis's hands on her, rough and demanding, flipping her over onto her stomach. She moaned, her body arching up to meet him, her ass flushed and ready. She pulled the pipe from her lips, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder. "Hurry up, Travis," she urged, her voice a desperate whimper. "I need to feel it." Travis positioned himself behind her, his cock hard and ready. He spat on his hand, rubbing it onto the head of his cock, mixing his saliva with the lube still on his fingers. He pressed the head against her ass, pushing in slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully sheathed inside her. Mia moaned, a long, low sound of pleasure and pain. She took another hit from the pipe, her body trembling as the crack hit her system. Travis began to move, his hips thrusting against her ass, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps. "You feel that, baby?" he grunted, his fingers digging into her hips. "You feel me fucking your dirty little ass?" Mia nodded, her body pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Yes," she moaned. "Fuck, yes. More, Travis. I want more." Travis's eyes narrowed, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He pulled out, his cock glistening with lube and his own precum. He positioned himself again, this time pressing the head of his cock against her asshole. Mia's eyes widened, a gasp escaping her lips as she felt him begin to piss, the warm stream filling her, mixing with the lube. She moaned, a long, low sound of pleasure, her body shuddering with the intense sensation. She took another hit from the pipe, her body trembling as the crack hit her system, amplifying every sensation. Travis grunted, his hips thrusting against her as he finished, his cock pulsing with his release. He pulled out, his breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps, a satisfied grin on his face. "Now that's what I call a good time," he muttered, collapsing onto the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms.

Mia's body convulsed, the warmth inside her mixing with the drug's high, sending her spiraling into a dizzying abyss of pleasure. She could hear Travis's heavy breathing beside her, feel his heart pounding against her back. She turned to him, her eyes glazed over, a smug smile on her lips. "You're fucking filthy, you know that?" she purred, her hand snaking down to wrap around his still-hard cock. He grunted, his hips bucking into her touch. "I love it," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his cock on her lips. Travis gripped her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look at him. "Suck my cock," he demanded, his voice a low growl. Mia's smile widened, and she shifted down his body, her tongue tracing a line down his chest, his stomach, before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock. She took him deep, her mouth working him expertly, her tongue swirling around his shaft. Travis's breath hitched, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth. He grabbed the pipe, loading it with a massive rock of crack, his eyes never leaving Mia's as she sucked him. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending shivers down his spine. He lit the pipe, taking a deep hit, holding it in as he watched her. His cock twitched in her mouth, his body tensing as the drug hit his system. He exhaled, a cloud of smoke filling the air, his eyes wild and hungry. Mia pulled back, her hand still working his cock, her lips trailing kisses down his shaft. "Fuck, Travis," she moaned, her voice hoarse with desire. "You're so fucking hard. I want to feel you cum." Travis grunted, his body tensing as he took another hit from the pipe, this one deeper, stronger. He coughed, his body convulsing, but his eyes never left Mia's. He was holding in more smoke than he ever had before, his body straining, his cock pulsing in her hand. She leaned in, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Travis's body tensed, a low groan escaping his lips as he held in the hit, his cock throbbing in her mouth. She could feel him on the edge, his body ready to explode. She took him deep, her mouth working him faster, her hand gripping the base of his shaft. Travis's body convulsed, a low roar escaping his lips as he finally exhaled, the smoke pouring out of him in a thick cloud. His cock pulsed, his release hot and thick in her mouth. She swallowed, her body trembling with her own orgasm, the taste of him sending her over the edge.

Mia's body convulsed, the warmth inside her mixing with the drug's high, sending her spiraling into a dizzying abyss of pleasure. She could hear Travis's ragged breathing beside her, feel his heart pounding wildly against her back. She turned to him, her eyes glazed over, a smug smile on her lips. "You're a fucking animal," she purred, her hand snaking down to wrap around his still-hard cock. He grunted, his hips bucking into her touch. "I love it," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him, tasting the saltiness of his cock on her lips. Travis gripped her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look at him. "Suck my cock," he demanded, his voice a low growl. Mia's smile widened, and she shifted down his body, her tongue tracing a line down his chest, his stomach, before wrapping her lips around the head of his cock. She took him deep, her mouth working him expertly, her tongue swirling around his shaft. Travis's breath hitched, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth. He grabbed the pipe, loading it with a massive rock of crack, his eyes never leaving Mia's as she sucked him. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending shivers down his spine. He lit the pipe, taking a deep hit, holding it in as he watched her. His cock twitched in her mouth, his body tensing as the drug hit his system. He exhaled, a thick cloud of smoke filling the air, his eyes wild and hungry. Mia pulled back, her hand still working his cock, her lips trailing kisses down his shaft. "Fuck, Travis," she moaned, her voice hoarse with desire. "You're so fucking hard. I want to feel you cum." Travis grunted, his body tensing as he took another hit from the pipe, this one deeper, stronger. He coughed, his body convulsing, but his eyes never left Mia's. He was holding in more smoke than he ever had before, his body straining, his cock pulsing in her hand. He took a third hit, even deeper, his lungs burning, his vision blurring. Mia watched, her eyes wide with a mix of lust and concern. He held it in, his body shaking, veins popping in his neck. She could see the struggle, the pure, unadulterated high coursing through his veins. He exhaled, a thick, choking cloud of smoke pouring out of him, his body sagging into the mattress. His cock throbbed in her hand, pre-cum leaking from the tip. She leaned in, her lips wrapping around the head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. Travis's body convulsed, a low roar escaping his lips as he took a fourth hit, this one so deep he blacked out for a second. His cock pulsed, his release hot and thick in her mouth. She swallowed, her body trembling with her own orgasm, the taste of him sending her over the edge. A haze of smoke hung in the air, the room filled with the scent of sex and the harsh, acrid smell of crack. Travis's body was slick with sweat, his chest heaving as he fought to catch his breath. Mia crawled up his body, her lips finding his in a fierce, greedy kiss, the taste of his cum still on her tongue. He tangled his hands in her hair, pulling her close, his body still shaking from the intensity of the high.