“And youʼre what -- five-one and maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet? Better let Linda and me handle this.”“But I donʼt want you to fight my ba...tles for me.”“If it were a more or less even battlefield, we might,” chipped in Linda.“What happened?”“He drank too much at the restaurant. When we got back to my place he made a pass and then got mad when I told him no. Thatʼs when he...”“All right. I need you to cover the office. Brad and I will be back soon.”“But...”
“Just do it, Nikki. Thatʼs an. But even after finding absolutely no evidence that she was betraying me there was something in the back of my mind that told me that Belinda was being untrue. There was an upside to my suspicions; I made love to Belinda more often just to see if I could find her unaccountably wet or loose. The more I made love to her the more she wanted to make love and our sex life did a 180 degree turn and went from twice a week to four and five times a week. As enjoyable as the increased amount of sex was it. It was 9 pm we did stop texting and got busy with our personal works. At around 11 pm, I got a text from her.Her MIL needed some urgent medicine and she can’t go out since it is late. I said I can help with that. I found the medicine in a nearby shop and headed to her home. She was guiding me to her home on the phone. I parked my bike outside the apartment and went to her flat.She was in her black night dress and looks like she just came out of the bath. She opened the door and I handed over. "Oh fucking hell" gasped Angie, "You're fucking her Dave, you're fucking your sister"I was indeed but I wasn't going to last very long, especially when she came over to us and thrust her wet pussy up against our faces, once again we licked her, I nibbled lightly on her clitoris and Mickey ran her tongue down between her legs.Quickly Angie lay down between Mickey's knees and I felt her tongue licking at my balls, then my penis as I withdrew from my sister's anus, I took my time about thrusting.