I confess; the defeat of not being able to decide whether to fuck my own sister or not made me stop at her door and peer in once again.“O’ brother... please don’t be a jerk”, I could hear her very loud and clear still being in a doggy position. “Make my pussy cum for you dear brother and make yourself cum inside my needy thirsty pussy”. She was repeating her words, rubbing her nipples and trying to bring herself to orgasm. Her juices were running down her solid inner thighs and my cock was. They want all of the things that everyone else wants. There isn't an original thought among them. They live their lives like some old saying. Happy wife, happy life, and all of that bullshit. The problem was that I wasn't fucking happy. Not at all.I married Clint with the best of expectations. However, somewhere along the lines I just got tired of being number two, shit maybe even number three in his life. Frank was number one. Maybe not even Frank, but just that God Damned job of his.My. ”“Wow.”“I said, yes sir,” Jen replied.Jen told me that she got into that position and he helped adjust her body until she was exactly how he wanted her.“He saw you that intimately?” I asked.“Yes Trevor, my pussy lips and clit were very visible. My legs were spread wide open!”Jen told me that again, Jason asked if he should continue and Jen shouted that he needs to!“I told him that he MUST complete my punishment and to spank as hard as he feels necessary,” Jen went on, “I told him that I was. Her hands were holding my head in place, as if I would leave her wetness. “My clit, lick my clit.” Sensing that I was unsure of its location she adjusted herself to my tongue. “There, right there.” I licked and felt the nub against my tongue. “Ohhhhhh,” she moaned. I flicked it with my tongue. “Do it quicker,” she demanded. I rapidly licked at her swollen clit, her juices coating my cheeks and chin. “Put your fingers in me.” I obeyed and slipped a finger in her velvety box. “Four of them, now.”.