You moan, “Fuck Me Now, Fuck Me Hard” I push deep within you, down to my hilt; although before you had retreated, now you push back, impaling your...pussy with my cock, your cheeks meet my lap with a slap. We pull apart and re-strike even harder, my cock buries into you, my balls slap your lips. I have grasped your hips with my hands and drive myself into you, pushing deep, you matching my thrust with your own, “Baby, baby…” you moan, your excitement is increasing as your body matches my rhythm;. He asked why I was crying and I sobbed that I just fucked my brother, and worse I liked it. He agreed, and said that it was fun just because it was so wrong. I accepted that may be why I enjoyed it too, next thing I know we were kissing. He was on the bed next to me and I kissed down his body. I took his now hard dick in my mouth. I could taste the mix of my pussy and his cum still there from the last time he was in me. That taste really turned me on as I sucked him. He groaned as he. We both got off more than once, we 69'd. Nothing was different between us sexually. Kaitlyn always slept cuddled into me and with my cock in her hand. That night was no different. I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed and fondled a bit. In the morning we showered together and had sex in the shower. This went on for several nights ( not exactly the same ). Sometimes we fucked, other times we made lust, different positions, rooms etc.Then it happened. Kaitlyn found a place and was moving.. When we got to the café, it was larger than I thought. Two shops as one, it was a restaurant, with modern fittings, not more than a couple of years old.“Randolph, give me a heads up of what is going on?”“Last night, after you dropped off Mrs Jenkins, Jennifer was furious with her. Cursing all night, saying you are only here for the business. Once you sell your share, you’re going to forget about her.” Turning to look at the entrance of the cafe. He then continued. “The atmosphere is not very.