I smiled inwardly and exchanged glances with Carmen who had also noticed the progress. A few minutes later his fingers had lifted her dress higher so ...hat the bare skin between her stocking-tops and panties was visible and he was stroking her skin. This time my wife did put her hand on his. Carmen looked at me and nodded. “Shall we make some more coffee?” she asked, her eyes bright and meaningful, offering me her hand. I took the hint, took her hand and let her lead me into the kitchen where. .." I whispered, looking up at the man and feeling the wetness spilling from my pussy, running down the small of my back as Seth fucked me slowly. "Why are you being so mean?" You want to be my slut?" he asked, ignoring my question. "My live-in fuck toy? Cook and clean and suck my big white dick every morning? Is that what you want?" Why are you saying that?" I asked him, closing my eyes beneath his dark, steady gaze. I felt his cock, hard again, long and thick and stirring our mixed orgasm. Don't stop...'Rebelling against my directive, he swiftly flipped me over onto my back and came up under my legs, propping them on his shoulders. Rather than burying himself into me right away, he teased me by tapping his rock hard shaft on my clit a few times. Each tap was electric.'Fuck!' I moaned. 'I can't take much more of this...'For the second time that night he took the hint, and in a flash he buried himself halfway into my sopping, aching cunt.'Fuck, you're tight.' He grunted.He withdrew. All right. I want you to make love to me, darling. I want my brother to love me.” “Oh, Sis. I am so happy now. It will be good. I promise.” “I know it will be good. I can feel it,” I said, reaching for his cock. It had grown big and stiff and was throbbing. I opened my legs and welcomed him between my thighs. Gaurav slid forward, his cock pressing against the folds of my pussy, which was already soaking wet. Slowly and lovingly, he pressed forward. I could feel the tip of his cock push aside.