My God, how she smelled. A pungent mix of sweat, juice, sperm and stale perfume."Touch it," she whispered, "but be gentle. It's a bit worn."My God, sh... was sloppy. To me it felt as if her cunt was emanating heat. And yes, I could not think of it as a 'pussy', it certainly felt like a worn out cunt. She was wet on her thighs, her cunt and her sparse hair, and when I slipped a finger into her I was met with absolutely no resistance."Do you want me to shower now, or should I stay like this until. She’d just woken up and her cunt was on fire. Keeping one hand on her heart-shaped mouth, his other pinned her hips to the bed. There wasn’t any pleasure in this, Sophie thought. It just was an aspect of their marriage that she didn’t know would become routine before she married the famous Jonas brother. It hurt every time he thrust into her, and the way he was pinning her to the bed was causing him to literally fuck the breath out of her.Her husband’s hand started raining down slaps on her. We pulled up at the Lakeshore with our ice cream and just started talking about stuff. After about 10 minutes of conversation Sierra told me that Kurt had given her permission to give me a blowjob to make me feel better! To say I was stunned was quite an understatement! before I could respond she was pulling my already have hard cock out of my jeans. she tossed her chocolate cone out the window and immediately went down and started licking my pole. my brother always told me his wife could. ” Each thrust was ecstasy and I was quickly approaching overload.“Uncle…it feels…it feels…” her moans became cries. She wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me close and kissing me. Her tongue probed my own and I returned the favor. Suddenly, she broke off gasping…”Uncle, I’m going to…I’m going to….”“Going to what, baby?” I smiled as I slowed down my fucking.“Oh Uncle, don’t stop! I need to get off.”“Do you want to come, sweetheart?” I started pounding her again.“Yes, Uncle, yes! Oh.