She picked up Alan's shirt off the floor and put it on to ward away the morning chill.Her bare feet on the hardwood floor, she padded out to the kitch...n. Alan was no where to be found.The pesky voice returned from her subconscious. Her heart rate doubled. She started to feel panicky.She checked the garage and Alan's car was gone.He can't have just left me, she thought. This is his house. It's not like he's going to stiff me completely.Marissa went back to the bedroom and began to dress.I told. It was amazing, the look on her face, the way she held her arm away so I could hit her, and I interspersed these with blows to her cunt. The cries were luscious.It was time for a short rest. I wanted to hear how she was doing and it was interesting how she responded, even though it had hurt and at the time she was clearly distressed, she said she was fine, with a smile! I could see that although she was having trouble with some of the intensity, after each part she was glowing. In fact I said. She definitely gave me a fuck I'll never forget.. By 8am we were hungry and getting a bit tired from all the dancing and fucking we did earlier.. so we went to the nearest McDonald's and got some breakfast.. waiting in line with at least 7 guests ahead of us she got more adventurous and started grabbing my cock and whispered saying she needs more after breakfast and I replied in her ear while I grab that sexy ass saying she will regret it when I'm finish with her.. After breakfast we went back. I had fulfilled every fantasy I had about my sister Karen and screwed her mouth, cunt and butt. I had cum inside my older sister so much it was a sin.Karen and I were home and awaiting the parents. I walked into her room and said, strip off your blouse and bra sis, time to feel you.Karen answered, don't you ever get enough of my breasts?Nope sis, you have the tits I love to play with and feel.Karen asked what about Bridget and Jessica, you love their boobs too?Karen your tits are the ones' I.