“Your princess might want to join me.”My dick throbbed against my sister. “Probably.”She rolled her eyes and pushed away from me. The feyhound...��s cum ran down her thighs. Why did the sight of pearly jizz staining my sister’s body always make my dick so hard? It didn’t even have to be mine. Just seeing her beautiful body stained with cum was intoxicating.It soiled her and yet she still looked so proud. Unashamed. It was such an attractive quality.“Master,” Nathalie said, tucking my cock back into. She helps set up the food and drinks for every school function." His tone suggested it was obvious.Sure enough, Aunt Claire told me she'd be there all day to help the moms. I told her I wasn't going when she asked if I had a dress or date yet."Why not?" Claire seemed surprised."Dances aren't my thing and I don't dance anyway." That wasn't true; I just didn't want to go. "Besides, I'm going into the city. There are a few things I wanted to get, some places I wanted to visit." She let it go,. She didn't really think about her sex life. She did enjoy the fact that her husband was irritated that a good-looking woman was only interested in other women.Tall and athletic, Diane was accustomed to sometimes being classified as a jock. At times it could irritate her, however it was clear from LeeAnn's laugh that she did not really think of Diane as a jock."Well maybe I should let you join me, perhaps I can teach an amateur a few things" Diane laughed in return.The two trotted off joking and. His little finger, at least I think it was, gradually inserted itself a little way in my bottom and then came out. More lube, then in again until I became totally used to the lovely slidy and filling sensation. Then he tried another finger and repeated the exercise, gradually getting me used to the sensations. Then two fingers. I couldn't believe this was happening, The sensation of filling was lovely and the slidy sensation was erotic. Then he found my prostate. Oh heck!! He probably fooled.