She knew he was divorced with two c***dren. He knew she was married (but not happily) with two c***dren as well. She had seen a picture of him, but he...had not seen anything of her. That was gonna change tonight.She was flying to meet him. She lived across the country. Thank god the plane was on time! She had said she would be wearing a denim dress and cowboy boots. Was that her? No. Had she backed out? No, wait a minute. A woman was walking towards him with a questioning look on her face.. She clearly enjoyed rubbing our dicks together as she kept at it for a long time. She would also push us together so our entire shafts were lined up, either horizontally or vertically and she would stroke us both as she rubbed our dicks together. This all felt pretty awesome. Clearly sex with my cute cousin and her hunk of a husband was in the offing tonight. We all got back in the tub together briefly. Amy whispered into Tim’s ear and he got up and went into the house. Amy and I soon got out. He even had fantasies about Cheyenne getting knocked up by some random dude or her own father, Brock.Van pictured himself getting another guy’s sloppy seconds, too, after watching her get fucked repeatedly. Why did he like this? He remembered other jocks and himself making fun of guys whose girlfriends screwed around on them, often with his fellow jocks, too. He got turned on by the idea of Cheyenne getting gang-banged and sitting on his face with another man’s cum down there. The best part,. “Whoops,” I said. I took his cock back into my mouth once again and put all my might into giving him a huge orgasm. I wanted him to cum a river for me, so I began to deep throat him once again and put my hands onto butt. I made sure he knew who was in charge of this sex session, it was me and I was not about to resign from that position. I looked up him again and he leaned his back which only meant that he was loving it and having trouble taking all the pleasure. “Holy shit sis, I can't hold.