..I don't want to stay alone tonight...will you stay at the house with me?" I told her that would be fine, grabbed a t-shirt, and we went next door. "... nned to take a shower and get out of these horrible scrubs," she said. I told her I'd have another cognac waiting when she finished. In a few minutes, ahe walked into the den wearing a short black nylon nightie and the high heel sandals she had on in the norning. We talked about the day's events as we sipped our drinks, and she remarked that she. With their son off at his parents' house for a few days, he knew what his wife's suggestion to take a shower right after dinner meant. They were both a couple of days overdue for some alone time, and breaking that fast always resulted in mind-blowing sex. He toweled off, gave his hair a cursory blow dry, and pulled on a pair of boxers he didn't expect to be wearing long.Opening the door to see Jane still dressed in the casual clothing she'd changed into after work confused him. She patted the. He firmly took my arms from around him, pinned my hands above my head and he really fucked me. I loved the weight. I loved the power and consistency of his thrusts. There was no censoring of the sounds we both made. I think I may have even been screaming.The long, deep thrusts and the squeak of the bed and our sweaty bodies was just incredible. My orgasm was building quickly despite the lack of clitoral stimulation and by the sounds Jason was making—guttural, desperate, untamed—I knew that he. I went to get up, when my sister moved her leg causing me to trip again this time landing over her. We both stared at each other for a moment, then I leaned in and start kissing her on the lips. She just froze; she didn’t make an effort to move she just stayed there. After a few moments she started to kiss back. It was starting to turn me on.After a few moments I broke away the kissing and began to slide down the front of her pants, then began rubbing her clit through the soft cotton fabric of.