I would never feel more complete than to take the entire length of your pole in my mouth and sissy throat, to have your beautiful balls nestled salaci...usly on my slut chin. As I was riding your cock last night, I realized how lucky I was to have such wonderfully divine tool in my sissy ass. I savored every second of it. The anticipation and hunger, the lust, as your rub your velvety crown over my whore rosebud. Sliding your head around my waiting and gaping sissy cunt hole over and. He glanced at her pussy and could see the moist opening was already aroused. Her clit was swollen and hard, her lips puffy clearly telling me she had played with herself earlier. He asked her “Has my filthy slut been touching herself without my permission?” She nodded. “What should we do about that then?” He asked. “Perhaps some punishment is in order?” he continued. He moved his way to her inner thighs, kissing them and passing his mouth down to her knees. He was taking his time, although. Thrusting forward, pushing deeper into Alex's mouth. Max was happy Alex had no gag reflex, ever since she got her tonsils removed.Alex mouth worked it's magic as Max was about to cum, but before he could get his nut off, she stopped. Max grunted as she lift her head with a smirk.She just giggled as she wiped her face. Max gave her mean glare before he pounced his sister, as she fell backwards on the bed. He crawled between her legs, hiking up her shirt. He stuck his finger in his mouth before. My rage was building and people around the table with the exception of my mother in law, who was so zonked out on her cocktail of medications, that she could barely function, and the baby, had probably noticed it.Maybe that was why they were having trouble meeting my eyes.Then I looked at the very worst of them. Helen my supposed soul mate. My wife of all these many years. I remember back when we'd met, all of my friends had been against me dating her let alone marrying her. They were all sure.