She had her hair free, I could smell her perfume in the wind.I was astonished to see her. And, my dick started trembling slowly. She smiled and asked ...e If I wont invite her inside, I gave a useless smile and asked her to get in. I pulled a chair and asked her to sit.Wished her happy diwali with a hand shake, first time I touched skin…it was soft and faboulous. She gave me the sweets. I asked her to wait, so I can transfer the sweets and give her the plates back. I peeped her naval and ass. ”“This is...This is crazy!”“Naw, ain’t crazy. It’s Pristine Valley,” Fontane laughed.“But still, she’s...I mean he’s---”“’She’,” Fontane corrected. “He’s a she and she needs to be addressed that way.”“But still, ‘she’s’ related to you and I thought you despised incest.”“Simon, Simon, Simon, we’ve talked about this. Remember? If it ain’t sex, it ain’t sin and bj’s ain’t sex. So no, I didn’t have sex with a relative. Happy now?”There just was no arguing with the man. He was either the most. Ifucked her so often she stayed wet and didn’t bang herstepdad or brother for two days.I rented us a nicer trailer closer to my job and that’swhen a problem appeared. Her pussy wasn’t wet enoughwhen I tried to fuck her. She couldn’t just walk downand get it filled up before I came home. I called herbrother and he came over and I listened to them in thebedroom then I could get in my wife’s pussy! He couldn’tget over to our place every day though.Sometimes. As he stared down at the water droplets on his boots evaporating in the heat, he spotted a pair of cowgirl boots step up infront of them, glancing up he came face to face with the bar girl."Hey there, can I get you something?" she asked, smiling easy.He couldnt help but take in her beauty, she was thin, but had a curvy ass and almost oversized looking tits, she was dressed in the pair of old cowgirl boots he'd noted earlier and a short denim skirt and blouse.He nodded, "what evers good", she.