Gripping her by the neck again, I lifted her slightly and threw her back onto the bed. Her breasts bounced wildly as she hit the mattress, letting out...a gasp as she was winded. Following her onto the bed, I straddled her chest and dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her tits as I wrapped them around my cock. The spit from the almost violent facefucking let my cock glide smoothly between her wonderfully soft and warm tits.As I fucked her tits, I would occasionally slap her face or tits, giving. “Our seduction of your sister should be something we position ourselves to allow to happen. If your sister desires you, and I think she does, she should be made to think that she is seducing you.” “We live six hundred miles away. This will be difficult,” I said. “Invite her to spend Easter vacation with us,” my wife suggested. “Do not do anything sexually evocative unless she takes the initiative.” “That is the best we can do,” I admitted, “but I do not want. I felt the same way then, Cassandra. I moped around pitying myself until it was pathetic. Then one day, I read this thing in a magazine. It said women give up a lot of themselves to take care of a family and when that family’s gone, sometimes they have trouble getting it back. Well, that fit me, so I kept reading. They said you need to change something in your life, do something really big, or something outrageous, to get you thinking about yourself again. “So what did you do?” Linda grinned. Knowing we were being watched, flick on some primal switch inside me. All I wanted to do was have them watch me being fuck by your hard cock. But then, when that one kid pulled out his long black cock, I lost all control; I had to taste it. I had to feel it inside me. Are you angry? Do you still love me?” Jill said, a tear rolling down her cheek.I leant down and said, “More than you can ever imagine, and no, I’m not angry, far from it.”Jill reached up and kissed me on the mouth, pushing her.