"C'mon Michael, you said that boys like all tits. Even mine. Prove it."Michael was having difficulty navigating the number of confusing thoughts he wa... suddenly processing. He actually had never seen his sister's tits. In fact he had never had anything more than the mildest curiosity about his sister's body before that moment. He stared at her t-shirt. Maybe his sister's smoking was having a sexier effect on him than he thought. Not so much the smoking itself, more the fact that it was naughty.. I was just listening to her with caressing her ass cheeks.After sometime, the bell rang. She stood up, put on her clothes and went to open the door. It was her Mom Dad. She just started talking to them even they have not entered the house. She told them the whole story and asked for their permission. Her parents gave permission without any problem but they said that they will reserve our ticket in a room type bogie where each two birth creates a room. We agreed on that. So, we had to leave to. “I need your hard cock, baby! I need you inside me! Fuck me!”Again Jordan almost stopped. Was he having a dream? Who was this woman he was fucking? To his amazement, her vocal appreciation continued. She got louder and demanded that he squeeze her tits and twist her nipples. “Tits?” His wife had never once referred to her breasts as tits. When she was lighthearted, she might call them ‘boobs’ or ‘boobies’ but never tits. His sweet wife didn’t use vulgar language. He might have been surprised by. It was turning into the hottest fuck I’d ever had.One of the guys called out, “Hey, lean back. We want to see your hole stretched around him. I did as told, putting my hands behind me. The angle of penetration changed and a new wave of pleasure washed over me. I began to stroke my cock.“Yeah, stroke it, boy!” one of the guys called out.“How are you doing?” Rick asked.“I’m on fire. Not sure I’m going to be able to hold back much longer, though.”“I’m impressed you held out this long. Shall we.