He was lying naked on the bed, the evening light cast an amber glow over his body and all I wanted to do was run my hands over him and cover him with ...isses. He spread his legs."I've wanted this for a long time."I lay on the bed, right between his legs. My hands rested on his arse - what an arse he had, it was perfect, rested nicely in my hands and as I squeezed his cheeks he gave a sigh."Oh that's so good.....please lick it for me, you're my slave today..lick me, slave."I spread his cheeks.. She was barely dressed. They were driving. She had been challenged. She had accepted. Now what was going to happen?Brother had always hated her. He was home from college for the summer. He disappeared every Thursday evening. He was secretive. She wanted to know more. He dismissed her. What was the big secret?“I want to go.”Brother snorts.“What’s so funny?”“You couldn’t handle it. You’d wet yourself.”Now she was mad. She had something to prove. He had always treated her like a baby.“Would not!”. We moved closer, kissing once again, with the passion of two people in love and lust for one another.We held hands for a while, looking at one another and commenting on each other’s attire, then sat down together on the sofa as we relaxed in each other’s company.She was wearing her black sleeveless mini-dress with an intricate copper pattern, black holdup stocking, with black court shoes. I was yet to find out what lingerie she was wearing beneath of course. She looked divine, and every inch. When I fucked my new bride on our wedding night I was in heaven. Because I was still new at it, straight fucking was good enough for me. But over time I wanted more and my wife was not willing to go beyond straight fucking. No matter how much I pleaded she would never suck my cock or let me eat her pussy. Our straight sex continued over the years and although I wanted more, it just never happened. One of my best friends wanted to fuck my wife very much, but when I mentioned it to her she.