Oh my god, he said he loved me! I wanted to go straight to Las Vegas andmake it legal. I kissed him right back and said that he was stuck withme, beca...se I loved him too.The coffee could wait. We went back to bed and before I knew it he waskissing me and working down to my neck, my nipples, my stomach and thenhe took my dick into his mouth and started to kiss it. He looked up atme and whispered, "I love you."It didn't take long for me to cum. I warned him I was cumming, but all hedid was. Slowly circumnavigating my sister’s body throughout the day had been incredibly exciting ... and deeply rewarding. My loving explorations had uncovered dozens of interesting little sensory inlets. I had settled in for hours, exploiting her with my lips and fingertips until she begged me to stop, teeth gritted, quivering at the edge of orgasm. At her insistence, she still hadn’t cum. Her body was highly sensitive now, reactive to the slightest touch.I escaped Violet’s grasp to wash the length of. At least she was dressed again now. ‘Hey!’ she greeted me, ‘I’m not really all that tired. Do you want to stay and watch some TV or something? I still need you too tuck me in to bed later.’ I glanced at my watch, it was getting on towards 2AM. Could I gracefully refuse? The evening really had seemed to have energised her, I guessed that being out on her own at night was an entirely new experience for her. I didn’t seem to have much choice. ‘Sure, why not.’ I agreed, trying to sound as enthused. Until recently she'd only had white guys. I'm Steve and my wife is Jen, were both in our late 20's and been married for a few years.Jen dresses sexy, she is petite, dark hair, small tits and a nice ass. She wears short skirts, and always with white panties so she can flash at me, and other guys when were out. One night, when we came back after a night out she started chatting on the net to a black guy, his name was Pete. After the usual small talk, he asked if he could phone, she looked at me.