They watched his fingers explore the converging line of her thighs, the sensitive skin beneath her pubes, and the damp, swollen lips that marked the e...trance to her churning pussy. When a fingertip slipped inside and gently brushed against her clit, she shuddered. “Oh, damn it, Jason. Please, don’t make me beg.” He tore his gaze away from the curly bush just inches from his face and looked up. “Make you beg? This is like a dream. I mean you’re my sister. I can’t believe you really want. I wasn't quite sure how to take that, but after a moment it didn't matter. His friends pulled up behind us and I was kind of surprised and asked him. Did you know they were going to be coming over too? He said yeah, that he'd invited them to come with him. He laughed and winked when he said it, but I didn't quite get the joke. He has a bit of a quirky sense of humor sometimes, so I just laughed with him like I understood what he was talking about. We went inside with his friends and sat in the. Dann habe ich es sehr genossen. Ehrlich gesagt, das möchte ich nicht mehr vermissen.“ Während Michi das noch sagt, beginnt Brigitte ihre Titten zu streicheln und kneten. Michi stöhnt gleich wieder laut auf. Als sie dann auch noch über ihre Möse, nur getrennt durch den Stoff der Leggings, streichelt, ist es um Michi geschehen. Der Orgasmus ist so intensiv, dass Brigitte und Martina gemeinsam Michi über Wasser halten müssen, sonst würde sie vielleicht untergehen.Nachdem der Orgasmus abgeebbt und. I continued up the ladder and stepped into the loft. The only think I saw was bales stacked here and there. As I was going to go back down I heard the moan again. It came from the direction of some of the hay bales. I slowly made my way to the bales and peeked around them. My eyes grew big like sauces as I gazed on my nephew laying on the hay cover floor by one of the hay bales with his pants pulled down to his knees. His hand was around his hard cock and he was stroking his cock up and.