You have need of a husband to support you, and your son needs a trade to learn. What do you say, Nele? Will you join with me? I'll treat you right nic... an' you'll be a decent woman again."The woman stared at him for many breaths. There was a mixture of hope and distrust in her eyes."Only if you'll wed me," she answered firmly.Suddenly overwhelmed by his own audacity, Enewalt stuttered. "B-but o-of course! Yes! I-I want a w-wife!" he declared excitedly, giddy with the prospect of finding a. My jaw dropped and then my treat got taken away five seconds later. "That's for you." She blew me another kiss. After a long, but pleasurable hour where I got no work done, class ended. My body sat still, as my head tried to comprehend all the events of that hour and then she rambled right in front of my desk. My head had been down, but her hands came to my shoulders. "Look at me, Abby." As a deep breath went in, my head leaned up. Her eyes looked right at mine as I just had them down. Her lips. My two sisters were very horny all the time with the oldest I found out later was the whore of her high school class. The youngest sister was hot and a good fuck, well that is what this story is all about.Eve was very cute with short hair stood 5’ 2” and weighed about 100 pounds. Nice body with great tits that became mine as I went through the teen years. Eve was always horny as I think it is our genes from Dad and Mom. We shared a room and I heard her many nights fingering herself to. ”” or usne bacha k pass liya or kaha “tum cake ko tumare is lambe rod se cut karo..” maine usne jo kaha wahi kiya… or jaise hi maine mere lund se cake ko cut kiya,, usne wo cake se bhara hua lund uske muh m le liya… or use joro se choosss ne lagi… mujhe bada maza ane laga.. kyu k koi ladki pehli bar mera lund chooos rahi thi… Maine uske sar ko pakda or use joro se hilane laga or m mere hips bhi hilane laga… usne chooss tehuye pura cake saaf kar diya. Thodi hi der m m zad gaya… usne mera pura.