I often get off three times before he does. Yeah, I love it. By the way, hubby knows all about my brother and me, knows that we fuck to this day. When...Phil visits, I usually sleep with him and we more or less fuck all night. I also love guys looking at me. I am very relaxed about my body and can, still at thirty-four, go braless and look damn good. I'm C-cup and my nipples love rubbing on my blouse or tee, whatever I'm wearing and I like going commando when I can get away with it. Any way, it. " Wow, Mom. That must have really surprised him," said Manley. "What else did you tell him?" I told him how my parents always went away somewhere for the weekend and while they were gone, I slept with my brother and he'd fuck me nearly all night long. But I was really foolish to tell him about Mr. Davis, the druggist, who would fuck me in the back of his store, up to the time his wife came in one day and caught us at it. By then of course, Mr. Davis had planted his seed and I was pregnant. Your. More girls went topless as the day progressed and three were persuaded by the boys to lose their bikini entirely. The party was like a tailgate party on the beach. There were grills cooking burgers and brats. A keg was set in a tub of ice for the thirsty horde. Blankets on the beach provided a colorful matrix. Music blared over the rippling water only interrupted by the splashing of a few swimmers. The entire atmosphere was uninhibited joy. One of the girls dressed in nothing but designer. He was delicate with it either. He rammed into me so hard. If I hadn’t been so wet it would have really hurt. He just kept plunging into me. I arched my back and grabbed him trying to catch my breath but he just enveloped me- his massive arms grabbing me up like the ragdoll I had become. I just couldn’t catch up. And when he started whispering in my ear… things like “what a little slut I was for doing this” and “he knew that I’d wanted him for months” and “he’d known that while we had been in.