My knees weakened. The best part was that his touch made me think he wanted my body as much as I wanted his. I wanted his hands on me and I wanted my ...ands and mouth on him too. Later that day, Jon had a baseball game and when I heard him tell Jon’s mom that they would all leave in a few minutes, my heart sank. I was hoping to be alone, and nude, with him again. My friend Jon having a game was the perfect chance, but obviously not if he went too. “You know what?” he said to his wife, “I have to. He asks for her number, she demurs. They go home separate. She sleeps alone in her bed, as does he. He quite likes the thought of her, she tries not to think about him. His voice, his face, his body, it all comprises into an irritant for her. It shits her that she can’t get him out of her head, out of her thoughts, she goes to work, and tells her friends about this shithead who followed her around at her friend’s wedding, and how unbelievably annoying he was. He talks to the groom, when he. "Well if I wasn't your daughter," Mary laughed, "I'd be at the head of the list of women after your body." You'd be the biggest temptation on the list I'm sure." I laughed."Daddyo, I'd be the temptation you couldn't resist." Mary shrieked with laughter as she stood up.With exaggerated sways of her hips my daughter strutted around the room, we were both laughing so much we were almost crying."Where would we meet?" Mary mused as she swayed sensuously across the room towards me, her long, blonde. In spite of who we were, of what we were doing, it had been like this every time I'd pushed my cock inside my big sister. An instantaneous reaction from our bodies. An 'oh my gawd YES' feeling that echoed through both our brains.My cock knew it was home. That it was in the place it had been made for. That there was no other vagina in the world in which he'd fit better or receive more pleasure.And Jenifer's cunt knew that no other cock would ever give her more pleasure than the one that was in.