The line of my own cum between my cock and lips never broke apart until I was again thrown off the couch.Reggie put me down on the floor head and shou...ders first with my cock again above my face. He sat above me, constantly squatting all the way down onto my raw ass. He reached down, roughly holding my ankles down by my ears and began to fuck me with all force. "Yes please!" is all I kept repeating as his now super-speed deep strokes seemed to never end. Slamming me over and over with the full. I'm glad you enjoyed it," I said. "Becky, come here and sit down here for a minute I want to talk to you." I patted the sofa next to me."Uh… okay… what’s the matter?“ she said, sitting down and looking worried.“Becky, this is going to sound strange and I can’t even believe it’s happening either. But we spent all night last night talking and working with each other. And then you came home and we have had really amazing sex. I have had a wonderful time with you,” I started talking.“I’ve had a. My cock was throbbing and wasn't to be denied. I shucked my shorts down past my hips and grabbed my shaft. I was an awful, awful brother, stroking myself as I thought of my sweet little sister. The way her soft breasts had felt mashed against me. That pretty patch of panties between her legs. The heavenly scent of her hair when I'd kissed the top of her head. I barely had time to find my discarded shirt on the floor before I soaked it with spurts of my spunk. They just kept coming and coming. ”“Damn,” I said as we found it. “Here it is. How’d I miss it?”“How, indeed.” Lucinda replied. She then adopted a tone that I wouldn’t call warmer but would still have to describe as “less cold.” “Will you be coming to the reception tonight?”“Hmm?” I hmmed innocently. “Oh, yes; I’ll be there. I’m Vincenzo’s godmother, you know.”Lucinda had seemed to be looking down her nose at me this entire time. I learned that my assessment had been incorrect when she put effort into it upon hearing that.“Not.