She hugged me tight and circling my hair, my lips are totally concentrated on her lips and hands are busy in squeezing her butt. We forget the world f...r 10mins and finally broke our smooch. So I guided she to sit on couch and I went to take a quick shower although I came after 5hours of whole journey. I came out with my boxer and t-shirt. She already ordered some food and sitting silently like a school kid in the class.So I sat next to her and we talk for 15mins and started eat the dinner,. I've heard things that make me very curious about you." Oh, really?" Yes, Betula was very complimentary. I think she exaggerated, but I'm certainly willing to try you out."It was very tempting. "Don't be offended, Kia, but I'd need to talk to my wife before taking up your offer. You understand she might be upset and I'd hate that."She made a moue. "Yeah ... Betula said you'd probably say something like that. But I'd like to stay here with you. Do you mind?" The company of a lovely young woman?. We were still trying to piece together who was doing this. It was much harsher and blunter than Clinton’s normal antics. I wondered if it was Carville. James Carville and Dick Morris had always been his go-to guys for dirty tricks, with Carville being the hammer and Morris being the velvet glove. Morris was gone, though, brought down by a prostitution scandal during the last election. This felt more like James Carville playing hard and fast with the truth, and consequences be damned. I was. She didn't bother with the top, letting me bunch up the material beneath her armpits and unsnapping her bra to get my hands on her tits while she frantically tried to get her wet pussy aligned over my cock. "Now, Ben! I NEED you! Feel how wet I am for you!" Oh, Brooke!" I exclaimed.Before I knew it, my little sister fisted my rod in her hand, planted her feet to the ground on either side of me, and impaled herself onto my rock-hard dick. "AAAAAHHHH!" Brooke screamed as she felt my rocket-aimed.