“Nah,” I said, shaking my head, “although dad had a good stare at your arse when you were bent over in the kitchen!” I added.“He never?!” ...he retorted.“He bloody well did Chrissie, although of course you can’t blame him!”My sister rolled her eyes again as if to say ‘Men’!“What? I mean, come on, you can’t blame us for admiring the view!” I said.“And did you?” she asked.“Oh yeah!” I said with a huge grin, at which point I pulled the duvet from me to show her just how much I had admired. I beg and plead with him to stop teasing and just take me, but his slow motion movements as he eases in and out of me tell me that he's going to make me wait. I writhe against him for what seems like an eternity before he finally decides to have his wicked way with me.He drives into me, leaning forward and cupping my breasts, I feel drunk with pleasure. Every thrust makes me feel like I've taken another shot and with each of his grunts, my legs grow weaker and weaker. Fully aware of how close I. It was, of course, Jack.He was apologetic and nervous but I invited him in immediately. He asked if he was interrupting and I said no, we were just finishing up. He asked quietly if my offer of a blowjob was still on the table. I said of course. Jack explained that he was always a little curious, but he felt really lonely and horny spending all night checking couples in who were obviously at the motel to fuck.I told him we could do whatever he wanted, and invited Mark to join in. He said he was. Capturing her natural grace, her absolute knowledge of her power, and the intuitive aura about her onto film would be like gluing dragonfly wings onto an army ant. She moved toward me, but Chad had her cunt in his hand and he held her there. She turned to him and playfully swatted him then turning back to him completely, she bent down to kiss him. Doing so exposed her cunt and ass to my view. I stared in awe at the intimate view she was offering. Chad still had his fingers in her and I became.