We talked about this, we talked aboutthat, anything involving my secret identity and the keeping thereofrequired us to whisper, which we did. It wasn'... easy to do, and peopleprobably thought we were freaking crazyBut our nice, pleasand little talk about all the things that havehappened to me in the past few months was ended by Timmy rushing in andstopping right beside our table, breathing heavily like he had just runa thousand miles to get here. I just stared at him for a little bit allthe. We both groaned deeply as I sank in to the hilt. It was like complete fulfillment for both of us, the ultimate expression of an attraction that had been building since puberty. For a moment we lay still, and I could feel her muscles stretching and relaxing around me as she became accustomed to my size. Then, with a shudder that racked us both, I pulled up and began fucking my sister with slow, deep, long strokes. "Oh, yes," she breathed "yes. Fuck me. So deep. So good." She kept talking like. She is in her 70s now and I think sexy as hell, she still has a good body with full breasts. We generally keep to our home and get along very well. I do the shopping and most of the cooking now. But our sex life is a bit boring and we both needed a jump start. Ghiselle was always adventurous and we often did exciting things, in public or anywhere else. She was also a big flirt and I believe she had her share of strange cock when she was younger, even though we were married. She was always on a. Still, there are some really good clips out there, which can be divided in the two genres of bukkake I love to watch: the first is the heavily staged, kind of surreal ones; the second is the more spontaneous "this could have happenend in ordinary life" kind of videos.While I enjoy watching mostly the first genre, the one that really makes my fantasy run wild is the second type: I just love the idea that out there there may be girls that will ask some guys they know (or not) to wank off and cum.