If something happens, it happens."That wasn't what I expected. It made sense, that's how Rick and I treated things. I'd already gone over the conseque...ces, at least as I understood them. He was my brother, and it was really uncomfortable doing it with him, but he had a point, the same one I was making: something like this was going to happen again, and it might not be just a blow-job.When I looked at it that way, there was only one thing to do, get it out of the way."That's not half-bad," I. Won't do any good I tell you."Just the same Poppa raised his head, took the pills and swallowed the water to chase them down. His head returned to the pillow and he closed his eyes. As I stroked his salt and pepper hair I began to think back so many years before.I was about six or seven the first time it happened. My brother and I were playing in the front room when the ball he was tossing went wild. It landed in Poppa's lap and he sat up suddenly and leaned forward. A groan escaped his lips. .like you to do for me...is that ok?’ Isabelle’s eyes darted around. She took a few deep breaths, arching her back. Darius couldn’t resist cupping her breast and thumbing her nipple. She sighed. ‘Yes….’ Isabelle’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, her pussy walls tightening on Darius’ pistoning cock. She bit her lip, and wrapped her long legs around him, as he pounded her into the wall. ‘Yes yes yes yes yes…’ Darius felt like he might explode. She was so fucking hot, her perfect. I was already smooth all over from shaving the night before so I just rubbed some lotion all over my body to make my skin nice and soft. Then I lubed up my hole and slid my butt plug in so I could easily take some cock when the time came. Next came my fishnet stockings and garter belt then my black lace thong. Then I put on my black mini dress that barely covers my ass. I wore some 4 inch black fuck me heels and a long red wig that finished off the whore look. I did my makeup (which I was.
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