We finished up in the group exercise room where I had her doing box jumps. I tell her to lie down so I can stretch her legs out so she wouldn’t be s...re tomorrow. I start pulling her leg to get a good stretch and I peek over to her crotch where you can see the outline of her pussy. Thank God she didn’t catch me staring; she had her eye closed breathing so she could get a good stretch. I tell her to stand up and touch her toes with her finger tips and when she bent over, she ass was nice and. The side of the bed moved as he sat down next to my side, his breath crossed my nipples causing them to stiffen even more me lucky enough to have very large nipples so sensitive to the touch. Suddenly his fingers brushed against my stomach and I gasped realizing I wanted more, allowing myself to accept that this scenario was really turning me on.As I felt my wetness grow his fingers slowly traveled up from my navel to the point between my breasts. I tried to move so he would touch my nipple but. She had taken off her housecoat and was clad only in her lingerie, which was a bit distracting. As she had promised, she was wearing crotchless French knickers, and when she opened her legs as she sat down, I had a clear view of her large inner pussy lips hanging down between her legs. When she was comfortable, she crossed her legs, temporarily hiding the glories of her pussy, but the site of the pale flesh of her upper thighs, between her stocking tops and the legs of her knickers, was enough. What's so wrong about love?Nothing."Oh, Rex," moaned my sister as I carried her down to the grass. We had been lovers for a few months, finally giving into our lusts not long after our sixteenth birthday. Reina was a perfect woman. Playful, loving, and passionate.I wanted to make her my wife.I wanted to make Queenie my wife.Make them both your wife, suggested my lust.Polygamy was another sin. But my father had multiple women. He had his wife, Mary, but he had a whole army of women devoted to.