Lena looked up with her baby blues, "Thanks John, I appreciate what you did. Let's all three go dance."I was again led to the dance floor like a lamb ...o slaughter. Tamara and her daughter did their best to ensure I had a constant erection. I was thoroughly enjoying this.We continued to dance for a couple of songs and then went back to the table. We grabbed our drinks and headed to the C&W bar. We got similar looks in there but at least no one approached us.We found a table and left Lena there. Cheating might be wrong, but still, we already loved each other." So, is your little speech there supposed to make this okay then, Britney? Did you two at least use protection?" No, but he pulled out, Mom. It's wrong to cheat, but all things considered, it's a shame that you're not more supportive here. We took our relationship to new heights, and he couldn't possibly love me more now. He admitted it several times, now get up here with me, Dad," I implored him before he reluctantly did.I. Of course I didn’t go straight for her ass but the cloth was going further down with each passing stroke and my sister wasn’t moving. In fact, she put her hands up on the wall and let me rub her down. I put the cloth aside and started washing her with my bare hand, washing her hips, her sides and the top of her ass. She bent her head down and did not say a word when I started rubbing her cheeks and her thighs, only keeping her eyes closed. 

Crazy thoughts started going through my head and I. It happened to be a pair of my panties. He took the pegs off and looked at them, looked at me then held them up to his face and took a big deep sniff.“I always did like the smell of freshly laundered clothes.”I felt the first trickle of my cum escape my now bunched panties and begin to run down my thigh.“Yeah, some smells are hard to beat.”I was thinking about the smell of his body, the smell of his arousal, the smell of my own, and what they would smell like together. Fuck fuck fuck Jess, you.