. his mouth upon her breasts, her hands tangled in his hair... JUST LIKE DON AND MOTHER! His tongue drifting down to the wide open tiny split, the fai...tly hair-lined triangle down between her young quivering thighs. His pause to inhale her girlish fragrance, his thoughts jumbled, imagining God knows what... imagining yes... that she was his mother! And then he'd plunged downward into the sweet mist of desire, the succulent, honeyed pit of his sister's cunt!His tongue had wrapped luxuriously. He got a bottle of wine and a bottle of water from the fridge and put them on the counter next to me, but instead of pouring them for us he just pressed me suddenly to the counter and kissed me hard. He smelled good and his mouth tasted of beer and something sweet that I couldn’t quite place; and he felt good too- warm, and hard, and very male. "God Madden, you don’t even know how good you taste," he mumbled against my skin as he kissed down my neck. "What are you doing?" I yelped as he tore. She told me I could clean the living room, under the couches and behind the book shelves to get all the dust that has built up over time. Alright, I can do that I said. I kissed her on the cheek and went to the living room to get started. I pulled the couch out and began sweeping collecting all the dust and crumbs, while I had it out I also decided to mop behind it making sure I did a good job. I then moved the shelves and did the same thing. I grabbed some more cleaning supplies and began to. I rested in that position for a couple of minutes, while doing so, he was cupping my boobs and pulling my nipples. After my ass became comfortable with the invasion, I started slowly riding him.The feeling of the cock going in and withdrawing was simply out of the world. Now, we were also trying to move in rhythm with me. I rode him for some time. Now, I was laying on my stomach with my ass facing the ceiling. He entered my slowly and started fucking me slowly then furiously while kissing and.