She got up and went out for her three-mile jogging 6:30 everyday. He left house for work around 7:20 after breakfast with her. Her job is just fifteen...minutes away so she wouldn't dress up and leave until 8:00. Sometimes she worked the evening shift and ran errands in the morning. He usually came home around 7:00 but late hours were not unusual. She returned home no latter than 5:30 on typical days but the evening-shift kept her at work until 11:00. If they were both home and the weather's. That thought alone made him shudder with pleasure. He knew it wouldn't be too long before he did."Now, Tom! Now!" Sara cried out as she arched up against him and dug her fingers into his back. Wave after wave of beautiful orgasmic pleasure engulfed her body and mind. This orgasm was stronger than the last one."Oh fuck, yes!" Tom grunted as he reached the point of no return and began pumping his cock harder and faster through Sara's clenching pussy. His cock began to spasm as his semen came. “I’m fine, sis. It was Crystal I was worried about. She got a little carried away.” I reassured her, then muttered, “Aw Christ.” There was a bit of crowd gathered, a dozen women already and more drifting over to see what the fuss was about.Becky looked around and started laughing again. “I am sorry, little brother, I know you must be traumatized by all this attention. I guess I just suck at finding the right parties for you.”“It’s okay, sis, really. I think that I am just, um, well, going to. He turned them so the soaking wet gusset was face up and lifted them to his nose and again drank in her private smell. 'These are very wet Sylvia....are you very excited...does this old man make you as wet as this?' Even asking this, he put it in a way that was to make her feel that she had instigated this whole episode. ' I'm very excited because you've made me feel happy and I want to please you. You are a very sexy man Mr Jackson.' And she meant it. She was now in his control. Jackson kissed.