"I'll be right down. I just want to check my e-mail. It will just take a moment."Bob rushed into his upstairs office and hastily started his computer....He promptly was presented an error message."Your computer was not shut down properly. A backup cache exists."Strange. I don't recall the power going off, thought Bob.He moved the cursor to the "ok" button to retrieve the backup file out of sheer curiosity. Suddenly, a picture of Sarah Best's ass sprang to life on his screen. He hit "back" and. It was also easy to accommodate for the repeated entries. Mindy had instinctively reached her hand under her panties when thinking about Brads penis and into her crotch where she could slip her finger to the outer lips of her vagina and make an assessment of yesterdays damage. Except for the slightest rawness from their two hours of repeated fucking, she was in good shape. Some of the rawness was due to the long soft pubic hair she had not trimmed from around her vagina and something she. After taking a sip of his drink, he says, “So I see your friend and my brother are getting along well.” I laugh and shake my head while looking back at him I say, “My friend is actually my sister and yeah they sure do seem to be getting along well out there.” Looking over his glass he smiles around his cup. I can feel the heat growing on my checks looking away I cover my face. Pulling my hand down he holds it and says sweetly, “Oh I got you blushing now. Don't cover it, I like it. It’s so sweet. “Come here,” she orders.Carson does as he is told, fitting himself so that he fits snuggly between her spread legs. His erection presses partially against the railing and her crotch. He is almost desperate to stick it in her, yet he wants to taste more of her first. It is a strange feeling to go from never really entertaining the idea of fucking an older woman to actually doing just that. He focuses in on the pink covered mounds on her chest. The orbs look delicious and Carson cannot help.