’ – ‘I know.’ – ‘Don’t fuck this up.’ said Beth. ****************************** I asked Christina out for coffee the following Saturda... afternoon. She hesitated at first, but then agreed. She looked great in jeans and a t-shirt. But she seemed a little ill at ease. – ‘Is everything ok, Christina?’ I asked her. She shook her head. ‘No, Norm. I have something on my mind. I want to get it out in the open. I should probably just say it.’ I nodded. ‘Go ahead.’ – ‘I know all about you and Abigail.’. Instantly the smell of one of my favorite dinners; lasagna with garlic bread overwhelmed my senses. In the decade since their wedding I had NEVER had my favorite meal during one of the monthly or bi-monthly dinners at their home. I always suspected she knew it was my favorite meal and refused to make it for me out of spite and dislike for me. Something had changed in both of us last weekend; something good and lasting. I asked point blank what was on my mind.“Beth, why lasagna now?”“Terry, I’m. His finger began to stroke the puffy, moist lips of her cunt. Her legs spread wider to accommodate his probing finger. The insides of her thighs were quivering like jelly and she was wet, her cunthair soaked with her own juices."Ohhhh, baby, you're so turned on!" Stu groaned, his fingers becoming quickly soaked with his cousin's warm juices. He probed inside her horny pussy, gently sliding his fingers up and down the soft, silken lining of her cunt."Oh, Stu, that feels soooo good! Don't stop!". " And with that, his face screwed shut in a spasmic grimace, his teeth showed, and his pelvis began a fast thrusting rhythm. Semen gushed from the girl's mouth and down her chin.After he collapsed back onto the bed, the woman (whom I now knew was named "Chocolate") turned around to the other brother, offering her lips to his stiff, damp penis. She rubbed her face against it, kissed it, caressed his testicles, all the while plaintively telling him how much she desired to taste his seed in her.