My wife Victoria was kneeling on the bed, sucking on my cock. She was wearing a sheer nightie, which was pushed up above her waist, and no panties. He... ass was in the air, presenting a beautiful sight to Donna and Meghan I'm sure. Earlier she had paid the pizza guy while wearing the same outfit. As a tip she had given him a kiss on the cheek, reached over and put his hand on her pussy. She suggested he come back when he got off work. "Think about it. Think HARD about it," she said very. So be quiet, blockhead! She's asleep on the camp bed that Mum and Dad always insist she sets up. You know how they say it's only polite to let the guest sleep in the proper bed. You could fuck that pretty young thing and your sister would never know!I couldn't argue with logic like that, so I took a deep breath and swayed over to the door of my little sister's bedroom. Turning the handle quietly, I pushed the door ajar and peeked in. The room was pitch black. I knew that the bed was only a pace. She planted her mouth on his and kissed him hungrily, wriggling her tongue between his lips. No response. She probed his mouth with her hot little tongue and sensuously caressed the back of his neck. Still no response.She drew back and looked at him. "Honey, I really worry about you. You're so tired all the time. Maybe you should think about getting another job." What's for dinner?" he asked.Vicky sighed. "Steak. I'll go fix it."Maybe he'd feel more refreshed after he'd had something to eat.. "I must have you," He nodded his agreement and pinned her down on the bed, his hands lifting her dress up to her waist, her magnificent firm breasts falling out its low cut top. He was astride her now pulling off his shirt and undoing his belt and trousers. He lowered his flies and reached in and pulled out a nice looking brown cock, thin in girth but a nine inches in length and pushed it toward her mouth. "I don't do that," Jane lied and moved her mouth away, "not even for my husband." "Do it.