.I don't know why I've written this.After all these years it is unlikely that anyone will ever read it.Perhaps I write to reconcile myself.... Whateve... the reason, this is my story.It is written a while after the events I speak of, but I will try to keep it as close to what actually happened as I can.I will also try to speak the truth, even if it makes you despise me, for I won't lie, I have made many bad choices, only some of which I regret.Time is short and getting shorter by the second, so. Thankfully the sight of her sister and as to the noises she been making had had its effect on the flood of her pussy juices, which had been flowing before he’d come anywhere near to her. However, she also felt the pressure of his cock as he tried to enter her, she knew if her sister could; she’d not let the side down, thankfully Luke still had remnants of Claire juices along his shaft. Remembering Claire’s words before her last encounter she started to pant as he leaned on the massif organ.. Thank you Erin, you don't know how much this means to me."Stepping back, but not letting go, I grinned. "Erin's not bad, I had agreat Aunt named Erin. So who came up with that name?" You did silly." Kissing me lightly on the lips, she giggled running backto the kitchen. "Want a cup of coffee?" Sure. You know I should be a lot angrier with you?"Kaylee set down the coffee mug for a second, confused, and then smiledseeing that I wasn't really angry. "Why?" A Fendi mini shoulder bag, really, from. I want your ass, baby. I want to take your sweet, freckled Danish ass! I want Eddie to fuck your hungry twat from beneath,” I told my wife as she giggled and Eddie lay down to let her mount him.I lubed up both Britta-Lise and myself before I eased into her butt, one inch at a time for a few seconds there. Eddie took the proffered pill as well and we were both soon very active in humping my lovely wife. I’d always wanted to take part in a double-penetration scene and now I did, my cock thrusting.