She proceeded to give her little sister a crash-course on the relaxation required in deep-throat techniques, including several, delightful, practical ...emonstrations; until even little Gemma was able to swallow my entire manhood down without the slightest hesitation.To be tag-team deep-throated by both sisters, one a child, naked and (almost) innocent, the other a blossoming young woman wearing almost ‘fantasy’ school uniform was one of the most erotic scenes I had ever had the pleasure of!I was. She had taken off work for a couple of days to finish nursing me to health, and she was sitting next to me in exhaustion and soreness after a serious bout of housework. I had massaged her shoulders and back when she sat up and said, “Better let the cat out.”“What cat?”“Bruno. He’ll shit in the laundry basket if I don’t.” She stood, looked around blearily, and crumpled into my arms. Feeling her forehead, I chuckled sadly and carried her to bed. Fortunately, I was familiar by this time with what. After two weeks of working totally on her own, Lynn’s confidence had begun to give way to despair.Then, just as she was beginning to think that she would have to give in to his desire to sell her inheritance after all, in walked Patrick Kerrigan off the street to enquire about the help wanted sign she had forgotten about putting in the window weeks before. The seventeen year old had recently moved in with his grandmother following the death of his mother. His father, Lynn would later learn, had. “Baby girl, did you enjoy it when we brutalized you the other night, in your very own living room?”“You know I did.”3 more quick slaps on each cheek left angry red hand prints on Amanda’s tan skin. But now Glenn was enthralled by her cleanly shaved pussy, which already had a glint of wetness to them. He rubbed her engorged clit and vaginal lips with his fingers, eliciting a loud sigh. Without any pretense, Glenn drove the index and middle fingers of his left hand into my wife’s pussy. Her.