It was already past six, and I was preparing dinner as usual, my son Peter was sleeping over at his friends house, while my husband was working late a...ain and my son Brian was out with his friends. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had. “Don’t act like I’m that disgusting. Granted, I am using the situation of you being stuck in a window to have anal sex with you, but at least don’t insult my intelligence by acting like we haven’t done anything sexual before.”Phil pulled his almost eight-inch erect cock out of his pants and got into position, bending his knees slightly and aiming his cock straight at the opening of his sister's ass.“Here’s how it goes,” He gave a small laugh. “Actually, this reminds me of our first time, when I. I couldn’t let that ice defeat me. Why did every Winter futa have to have magic powers?She threw her arm forward. White-blue energy surged at me.I leaped at her.The chill struck me as I hurtled through the air. I felt the ice flash about my wrists right before I crashed into her. The cold sank into my arms as our naked bodies collided. The world spun around me as we tumbled in a tangle of limbs and hair, her black silk brushing my fiery curls. We rolled on the sandy beach, my futa-cock rubbing. When she did come, it was long but gentle, like an ocean wave washing over her. She rode it easily to the end. ‘That was perfect, so good,’ she said catching her breath. ‘My turn.’ She looked down. There was Matt’s cock, erect and standing straight out. She grasped it and began to slowly stroke it. She let out a soft sigh. She was amazed by her reaction. A wicked thought entered her mind. She let go. Kris kneeled down and wrapped both hands around his shaft. Lacing her fingers together, she.