R, said my goodness she is soaking wet down there I touched her and let my finger enter the panties and surely she was really wet, passed out and soak...ng wet. By the candle light her bush was evident and R asked if he could remove her panties and off they went too. Here laid my wife, nude, legs again spread, nipples hard, pussy just flowing wetness as we watched. I placed a pillow under her hips to raise her pussy higher and R and I took turns finger fucking her while the other sucked and. Two sisters. Born fifteen years apart on the twenty-sixth day of January. Two different fathers. Two different generations. Two different lifestyles. They’re both stubborn and moody, yet intelligent and beautiful. The Blue sisters have claimed to be as different from one another as day and night. ‘Will you go to church with me this coming Sunday?’ Joella asked as she examined her baby sister, Carmen’s flamboyant attire and accessories. Carmen lit a cigarette and took a long, deep drag from it. Mommy is so proud of you,sweet little boy. Mommy loves her sissy. I never will love anyoneelse."As she continued to hold me and tell her of her love and approval, Ibecame aware of my sexual excitement as well as the peace andencouragement I felt from no other earthly source. I was safe.Eventually--again I was outside space and time--she eased me off her lapinto a standing position in front of her. Changing mood in a way onlyshe could, she looked me up and down and said, "Oh, no, no, no,. Aaj ki yeh kahani tabki hai jab mere pati ki maut ho chuki thi. Us waqt mere itne bachche nahi the jitne aaj hai. October ka mahina tha. Shaam ka waqt tha aur bachche bahar khelne gaye hue the. Uss waqt main ek kiraye ke makan mein rehti thi. 6 mahine pehle mere pati aur saas-sasur ki maut ek car accident mein ho gayi thi. Unki maut ki wajah se ghar mein aamdani ka zariya baand ho gaya tha.Hume kafi cheezo mein katauti karni pad rahi thi. 3 mahine se main ghar ka kiraya bhi nahi.