." I swallowed and read on, "... my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh dropped upon the handle of the lock."Why would the girl talk about her hands and...fingers being perfumed just to turn the handle of an ordinary door, I wondered, unless she was talking about another kind of door. Like the door between her legs.More than a little bothered by the passages, I pulled my panty waistband up, but the damp material at the crotch slipped up into my slit and rubbed ever so gently against my clit.. I could also see the outline of her areolas and her nipples poking through. She sat down on her legs in a kneeling/sitting position and stopped. Letting me take this stage of undress in before she continued. She then resumed and unclipped her bra letting it fall to the bed. In front of me was an amazing pair of perky tits.I was lost in amazement of what was in front of me. For some reason it was even more erotic that she was my sister, the taboo of the moment just fueled to it. Out of. After a couple of minutes, he got back up and started to work his way back up my body, kissing every part of it. He came closer to me and started to kiss my neck, I whispered into his ear, telling him that I wanted to fuck him, hard. He winked at me, and slowly positioned himself onto my cock and furiously started to ride onto it. I put both of my hands onto his waist, and pushed him up and down on my cock. I leant back in please, and he started to kiss my neck while still riding me. I moved my. Her breasts bobbed and shook as she rode him. Greg gripped the wonderful globes, rubbing his thumbs over the distended nipples. Abby grunted with delight. ‘So…Goood!!! So…Goood!!! So…Goood!!!’ she whimpered. ‘Oh, Greg!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhhh!!! That feels so gooooooodddddddd!!! Take meeeeeee!!! Please, Greg!!! Nowwww!!! Take meeeeeeeeeee nowwwwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwwww!!!!’ she groaned. Her legs tightened around her husband as she rocked her hips even more wildly. Greg felt his wife’s vagina.