Oh yeah I do . . . ohhh yeah . . . please . . . please . . . suck me."Not only could I tell he was 'up' for a blow job, I could tell he was getting cl...se to blowing a really big wad. I covered his cock just past the coronal ridge with my mouth. I encased the shaft with my right hand and cupped his balls with my left hand. I gently moved my hand up down as I vigorously sucked on the head. Up and down, in and out, up and down. Over and over."Oh God, honey . . . I . . . I . . . oh my God . . . I. I have spent so many hours wanking over the image of one sister and my stepmother licking my sperm infused lollipops.SpyingThe younger sister My first spot was peeping through a crack in her bedroom door after she showered. I cautiously crept along the corridor and looked in. She was already wearing a white bra with a towel on her waist. In one swift motion it dropped revealing a huge brown bush and ass cheek. I had a decent profile view as she bent forward and stepping into white knickers.. I guess I got use to it and never paid it much mind. One of the things I enjoyed about their home was the huge pool behind their house. I could go out there and workout and swim. Sometimes after a good workout, I could just lay on the float and get some sun.It was the summer before my senior year in high school, as I laid out in there pool in bike shorts after a vigorous work out. I lathered some oil on me, and stole some beer from fridge and basically passed out on the float. I began having. I took a seat and moved closer. ‘What’s wrong?’ I asked. ‘Nothing…’ she replied between sniffles, wiping her eyes. ‘I can tell something’s wrong, what is it?’ I pressed. ‘It’s my… my husband. He… he left.’ She said quietly, trying desperately to suppress her tears but failing miserably. I put my arm around her, hoping I wasn’t overstepping my boundary, and squeezed her gently. ‘I’m sorry…’ was all I could manage. ‘Yeah, sure!’ She shot back at me. I pulled back and looked at her quizzically..