Chris was enjoying every minute as he fucked his sister meg as this had been his only fantasy for the last couple of years ... fucking his sister hard...and deep up her ass. Meg was now fucking her brother every bit as much as he was fucking her and they were both enjoying every moment of their illegal coupling. Meg's hips where moving and twitching to meet each thrust that her brothers massive cock made. He was now picking up speed rapidly as he got closer to cumming. Chris buried his long. You get down to my cock, kiss the head, and then move and tease me by kissing my legs, all the way down one and then back up the other. You are still stroking me, and the water is now falling on your head. You take your hands and push the hair out of your face so that I can watch and see everything. You then get to my cock, lifting it up against my stomach to expose my balls. You kiss them softly, nipping slightly and then kissing and licking more. Then you take my cock in your hand and look me. This gave me a rush of excitement radiating all over my body, but I felt it strongest in my balls and cock. My balls who hanged low in the warm sun, started to move in their sac. At that period of my life (I was 28 at the time), I used to shave my balls and around the base of my cock and trimmed the rest of my pubic hair below my belly button. I was quite sure the women could see the wavy movement of my testicles inside their exposed hairless sac. What added more to my embarrassment, was that. His eyes shot open as he inhaled sharply. His hands snapped up, one hand grabbed the punk’s knife hand, the other grabbed his throat. He squeezed the punk’s wrist and pulled the knife away from his own throat. He felt the punk’s pulse accelerating in his hands, felt the punk struggle and squirm against his own grip, and he felt something deep inside himself welling up. Something primal, something animal, something powerful, and when it hit his throat, he screamed so loudly, gutturally, and.