I spun around and there she was. Six months since Id seen her last and she looked amazing. She wore leggings which clung to her highlighting her curve..., and a tight button down shirt that no doubt made feeding easier, but which struggled to fully contain her swollen breasts. We started chatting in the queue and soon enough she had that glint in her eye and it was as if the 6 months had never happened. So why are you slumming it in a place like this? I asked surely your fitness program forbids. In a reflex she drew her knees up closer to her chest which gave him a deeper target. In one fluid motion he threw her legs over his shoulders and leaned forward supporting himself on his forearms so as not to crush her. He was breathing heavier now and grunting each time he plunged his cock into her. He ground himself harder and harder into her that the friction on her clit was almost unbearable. His cock was stroking her insides and stimulating her G-spot as his pelvis ground onto her clit.. He worried that his older brother would retreat into the complexity of the situation at hand. Having overcome that battle, Sam breathed easier. Happiness filled his heart. He knew his ability to see and accept things as they are were not a shared ability. Dean preferred to over examine situations, to the extent of sucking all of the possibilities out of them. Sam grabbed two cold long necks from the fridge. He knew the more alcohol Dean had, the less painful this whole thing had to be. Handing. Her pussy was dripping once again as my cock plowed deep into her waiting lips, her legs wrapped around my ass. We kept perfect rhythm as I continued to pound her pussy like a runaway freight train. She finally pushed me away and hopped off the vanity spinning around and bending over so I could enter her from behind. Once again I buried my cock deep, my balls slapping her clit with every stroke. With every passing second we were getting closer and closer to the point of no return. She was.