I love sports. So I had a tendency to watch a lot of sports on television. Josie – that’s my wife’s name but I call her Jo – prefers going out...to clubs and dinner. She works in an office, and I work in a factory. She loves to dress up. Jeans are my clothes of choice. She’s outgoing and talks a lot. I am rather quite and reserved. She likes mixed drinks, I prefer beer. I wanted to start a family but Jo wanted to wait a few years. Something about messing up her body. I can go on and on about our. ‘Well I do believe that Ravenna is standing on the rock just across the river there, see where the red glow of her scowl rises up, and that would be her army down there below who appear to have completed some pontoon bridges and are preparing to cross,’ he said with infuriating calm. ‘Yes, damn it, and here come her Bargs. We are not prepared, what have you done Culane?’ I shouted at him. A dark cloud was rising up from where Ravenna stood and was moving towards us, clearly it was her Bargs,. . haaa ... get our home back?”That had an immediate effect on my sister. Her concerned frown bloomed into a beautiful smile, and she even rubbed my back for a brief moment.“That’s my pr ... ah, that’s my brother,” she said, before stepping back, “Take all the time that you need, I’ll take care of your things for now.”This stupid sister. You’re supposed to be the one falling for me, not the other way around.“Wow, you two are really ... close, aren’t you?” said Voss from a little further. "Ohhh..." she whispered.I started thrusting my tongue in and out of her succulent pussy – fucking her with it, tasting the sweet spiciness of her love juice. She moaned with pleasure. I turned my head from side to side between her legs, exploring every inch of her flesh with my fat tongue. Then I grabbed my cock with my fist and began masturbating."C'mon," Patrick said. "Give her your cock now. Fuck her!"I stood up, my stiff cock pointing almost straight up."Spread your legs," I said. "Spread.