As the night progressed she steadily got more and more drunk everyone thought it was very amussing as she clearly didn't drink very often.It got to a ...oint where I decided she'd had enough and told her to say her goodnights as I'd give her a lift on my way home.She did and we wandered out to the car park.As I was driving she began to talk about her Christianity.She was jolly but not smashed so it was quite interesting to talk to her.When I got to her house she asked if I'd like to come in for a. My sister’s pink flowered tattooed above her shaved pussy as enticing as her snatch itself. “You want to be like Ava? Begging for my cock, loving me, and then screaming out with the pleasure I give you.”“Yes!” she moaned, her thighs wrapping about my waist. “Fuck me, brother mine. Love me! I know I can’t ever be more than your mistress. Your sister-slut. But I’ll take it.”I groaned as I sank into my sister’s hot, inviting depths. The incestuous feel of her pussy engulfed my cock. Zanyia purred,. I guess it was obvious. She never missed an oportunity to tell my wife, how lucky she is, infront of me, and to say nice things about me. When we hugged, since we all do that when we meet after some while, she would always hold me hard, press her boobs against me, and you all know most women leave some space there, when it comes to platonic physical contact. When we danced at parties, she would get awefully close to me, almost grinding against me. And it went on, and on. She got married at the. ” “Can you imagine?” she asked.....of course I could!!!We we’re getting pretty hot and bothered at this point. Then my wife yelled out “come in!” and in came Laura! Naked in all her glory! Hair down, tits high and firm, and her pussy was visibly wet. She didn’t say a word, just strolled over and laid on the bed with us. My mind was racing! Laura and my wife started kissing and rubbing each other. I pulled out of my wife’s pussy and laid there taking it all in. Their hands were all over each.