“I missed you every day; you’re my brother and I never forgot you” she sobbed and hugged me tighter, “I don't believe this, is it really you?�...� Then the tears started.She didn’t have any clothes other than the snake skin so I gave her a t-shirt, a pair of my boxers and sweats to put on. She looked lost in the oversized clothes but it didn’t matter to either of us. We sat in my kitchen and downed a gallon of coffee as we relived the missing years; we quickly forgot the trauma of screwing each. ..something they did frequently. Before they left my client heard his wife's lover tell her that he was glad that she was finally letting him get her pregnant. With everything that my client had already endured the thought of having to pretend that another man's c***d was his own broke him. For the first time in 3 years he fought back...he wasn't going to stand idly by and put up with his wife having another man's baby. So he came to me. He asked me to help him get out. He asked me to help him. My tongue continued to lap across her sweet hole as my fingers explored her slippery cunt. My tongue flattened over her ass and plunged in. Over and over it went. I licked faster and harder as she rocked and attempted to contain her pleasure. My fingers entered her pussy and pressed deep as my tongue explored her ass. When she could handle no more, she rolled, spread her legs, and beckoned my tongue to her juicy cunt. I licked her clit and buried my tongue deep into her pussy. As she rocked her. I was going to get fucked and I was going to stay fucked after this sizeable bear was finished with me. My own little excuse for a cock had already dripped a quart of boi-seed on the floor and my stocking tops were soaked from the sweat, slobber and cum. Once his cock was pressed against my prostate, I rocked that cock hard. I fucked it mercilessly and nearly ripped my ass apart in the process. By now, I had no desire to suck cock. I was focused on riding that gorilla cock, and those in front.