Leaning in for another kiss, pushing me down onto the bed. She sat over top of me, and smiled once again as she slowly slid down allowing me inside he.... The grip, the tightness, the softness, the warmth as my cock slowly slid fully into her. She was crying.“Sarah?” I was terrified.She wiped away the tears, as the last inch entered her, she brought her face to mine, “Ryan, I love you.”I smiled, “I love you, too.”From then on as she rode up and down, I experienced every inch of her insides,. What it feels like. It's a total turnon." He realized as he said it that he must sound like he was reading a line from some magazine - Playboy or (worse) Cosmo. "A turnon for the guy, more like. That's what I don't understand. What's the big deal?" "I can show you. You'd like it, especially if you're high," he promised."No, I don't want you to show me, and I don't want any more weed. Just explain it, that's all I was asking." "I don't think it can be explained," he said, "some things just have. “How’s my shit hole taste little sister” Sasha huskily asked as she grabbed Sarah’s hair and pulled her further into her sweaty ass crack. “Perfect” was Sarah’s reply. At that moment Sasha cum. She fucked Timmy’s face as hard and with the same lack of care as her Mother was fucking his ass. As she collapsed off him Sarah drove her fingers deep into her sister’s cunt, scooping out all the juice and then fed it to her mother as she continued r****g Timmy’s boi cunt.Mrs Smith greedily sucked at. They shared a bedroom, and I felt awkward and out of place.Dad made no excuses or explanations; he respected my privacy and expected the same from me. I was jealous but I didn’t resent him for it, I sort of admired him for his success if anything.She looked fabulous in her smart business clothes; so elegant and sophisticated compared to the lovely but somewhat demeaning kimono she used to wear as a waitress. She was 6 years older than me, and 30 years younger than dad.Huan fussed around with.