So newlywed, Janine Delvittio continued to have no idea where her handsome husband worked.Other than that, Bruce was a perfect husband. He made good m...ney... very good money. He was a good lover... though Janine sometimes wished he would be more adventurous. He was always home on time. He was never on the road for business trips. And he even helped with the housework. The only negative thing was that he would not tell his bride where he worked.Janine decided she could live with that one. He was tall—a whole head taller than myself—lean, well-muscled, though he insisted that he'd never worked out a day in his life. He kept his dark hair trimmed short, finger-length, just a tad shorter than my own blond locks. The sun had colored his skin a beautiful bronze color. I felt my pussy twinge again when my breasts moved against him slightly. Though, at there size, it couldn't have been helped. It didn't make my pussy any less soaked, however. I held my robe closed at the waist,. Neither I nor her brother expected her to say this, but I was glad she was the one to have said it.He was a little hesitant at first, but as he watched his sister give me a blow-job I saw his slowly take his clothes off and start to rub his cock. His sister, who was too caught up by sucking my cock till completion, did not know that this was happening. But it turned me on to the point that I ejaculated into my ex-girlfriend’s mouth.“Your turn now,” I said to the brother as she swallowed my. " Maybe not but you could at least try to be civil to me." He shook his head. "I guess it's a good thing you were nothing more than a play toy; your atrocious manners would cause me no end of grief." He'd kept his manner light and careless, but his eyes were watching me closely, waiting for me to react.So I laughed. It was harsh and condescending, dark chuckles that suggested his efforts to antagonize me were so contemptuous that they weren't even considered at all. So I laughed until my eyes.