These past days I’ve seen how you two began to fall in love, how you were so happy and needed to be together so much. That’s why I arranged all th...se things for you at the spa. But, at the same time, I got aware of the fact that I was so lonely, that I’ve been so lonely for so many years and that my attitude, my tomboy appearance, were only a pose, a defensive pose. And, deep inside myself I felt the need to let my feminine soul come out and be like you because I realized that one can be. “We’ve done that one too. I’m your very horny and slutty sister who loves sex with her and her husband,” Susan added.“We’re going to have so much fun together!” Sandra said, embracing her new sister. They looked at the other in the passing street lights. They leaned closer and shared a soft kiss that grew long and passionate.“I can hardly wait to taste you,” Sandra said softly.“Same with me but my pussy may have cum in it and it might not be Dan’s.”“I don’t care just as long as I can love your. A week later Stephan arrived from France. He was black, about six-foot, muscular, toned and very good-looking. My wife thought he was gorgeous and although I was more interested in Carla I had to admit he was pretty fit.A lot of my gay fantasies involve black men. The funny thing is that I never fancy guys and can't imagine kissing one, but for some reason I get incredibly turned on at the thought of sucking a cock. So I had a few thoughts about how big his cock might be and how fantastic it. Then she squeaked and headed off. I shrugged. Her loss. She would love it. I knew it would make her explode. That would be worth seeing. Even worth using it on her. I could just pump it in and out of Georgia's virgin pussy. That would take care of her little issue. Help her relax.“What did you say to her?” I tensed. “Nothing, Mom. She just had to go.”“Uh-huh.” My mom grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards our seats. “Service is about to begin.”“I'm not a child, Mom,” I muttered. “I'm.