I moan out loudly at the feel of the fabric being ripped from me, exposing me. You kiss me again, deeper – harder. As we kiss you guide me with you... hands so I am facing the window, staring at our reflection. You take my hands and place them up on the window, my breasts and pussy for all the world to see. You pull my hips back towards you and run your fingers through my wet pussy quickly dipping a finger inside of me only to tease me by pulling it out just as fast. ‘Do you want me Lorelei?’. Even with Maurice's dick stuffed in her mouth she let out a scream and started pumping to meet each thrust. Seeing my wife's pussy-juice on that big, black dick while another huge rod pistoned in and out of her mouth was making me hotter by the second. Just as Maurice said, "Girl, you love this black meat," I shot my load in my shorts. When I regained my senses I heard my wife say, "Yes, fuck me! Give me that black pole! Ram it in me!" Andre said, "Since you love black meat so much, we're going. The point I'm making, Mack, is that George was always the love of my life and every bugger in town always knew it. And even Polly knew that George loved me; that's why we were always at loggerheads with each other. Mack, I'm pretty convinced that Lindsey's got under your skin like George has always been under mine. Two years or twenty years, it ain't going to make any difference. You'll never get over her, and from what people tell me, I very much doubt that she will ever get over you. “That is amazing. A girl never forgets her first time with her brother.” Even if she thought he was her cousin at the time.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Becky Yates“Thanks for the ride,” Melody said when Tim dropped her off at her house.“Yeah,” Tim said, his cheeks pink, his hands gripping the steering wheel.“Thanks for helping me with my special project,” I called, sitting in the passenger seat, squirming in delight. Melody told me how Tim watched me eat her pussy, staring at my own twat and.