After she finished washing out her top she put it in her washing machine and picked up her glass of wine again. Emma saw me looking at her tits and as...ed me if I liked them. I sure did and I told her so too.I followed her back into the living room and onto the couch. As she sat back down with one leg up and the other one down again my eyes looked right at her white panties. Of course she noticed and looked down at them too. Then my very sexy drunken sister asked me once again if I liked what I. I mercilessly and roughly scrubbed her body. There was not an ounce of humility being given to her.When I finished with her backside, I spun her around and grabbed her by the throat. It was now that I saw the intensity of her eyes. While watching them, I continued to soap her body. The soap cascaded over her breasts, down her abdomen and between her thighs. Once she felt the soap roughly scrubbing her pussy, her mouth opened and all air left her lungs.When I was done with the bar of soap, I. This was her husband’s cue to speed up the pace and with this, they were both on the cusp of orgasm. Her breathing became deep and frantic before being drowned out by his grunting. His balls were slapping her even harder and with one loud cry, he ejaculated deep inside her. Underneath his cry was the squelching sound of his thick load spilling out onto his balls as they tightened. His pace dwindled and he pulled back, withdrawing his pulsating cock. His purple tip was like a plug being pulled. Ricky was almost drooling at the point and his 5” cock was again rising at attention. She turned sideways again to view the other side as she worked her brush in front of the blowdryer. She then bent 90 degrees at the waist, hair flipping forward, to dry the back. Her feet, a foot apart, gave Ricky a birdseye view of her asshole and shaved cunt. Once again, he stroked at his cock.Mel flipped off the hairdryer and laid it on the dresser. Opening her dresser drawer, she pulled out a t-shirt and.