My brother is elder than me – by about 3 years and is married. For some reason, I preferred not to marry. We had a very intimate relationship as a f...mily and cared a lot for each other.Once I was required to come home early, since I was to proceed on tour. I packed up my suitcase and before leaving, went to my brothers bedroom to inform bhabi about my tour. What I saw on opening the door left me in utter shock. My bhabi was being banged by one of our relatives. They were both naked and were in. I moaned and started to come almost immediately. I couldn’t remember being so hard while sketching before. With Annette and Morgan—even with Kendra—I got plenty hard as soon as I was done, but with Susan obviously lost in her fantasy and wanting me to touch her and get her into position, I’d gotten turned on. I wondered if this was a wet dream or wet reality.I didn’t have time to wonder for long. I lay back on the bed and welcomed Annette onto my cock as Morgan pressed her pussy into my mouth.. Merely the warmth of his breath caused her to squirm. Her hips rose, inviting him further. She wanted more. She wanted to feel her husband’s mouth against her hot sex. She whimpered in ragged pleas for him to devour her, but he wasn’t quite finished with the tease yet. She’d done it to him and now it was payback time. His tongue darted out gently at first, however, picked up force as he dove into her quivering wetness. He could feel her muscles tighten around the pointed spear when he pressed. Her expression changed. ‘So you think it’s beautiful?’ ‘Yeah, I do, who doesn’t?’ I answered. ‘Easy for you to say, you don’t have to walk around with people staring at you like you are a freak every day,’ she said somewhat bitterly. ‘So what? Those people are just jealous or want in their bed. Folks around you respect you, you know. The weirdos may fantasise about your butt but it is them that have to adapt to knowing that they’ll never have you,’ I replied. She giggled a bit at this. ‘Dale,.