. and now, at last, we had made love. We snuggled blissfully. We didn't sleep much that night either! We were married within the year.Nine years later...it's 1997. I love her just as much - in fact even more so, because I know the real depths of her beauty as the person - and lovely mum, now - that she is, as well adoring her still slim and exciting body. I still want her body just as hungrily. I am certain of her love for me. But, sexually, she has...cooled. As I said early on, sex is something. I did not waste a moment and entered immediately and as I increased my momentum she started to moan asking me to take her to a complete orgasm as many times as I could.Her clit was already red hot and dripping fluid as I went further and further right up to the entrance of her womb.Suddenly I was shocked by some arms around me and female breasts rubbing against my back.I turned and found it was the younger sister totally naked and was whispering in my ear fuck her *f....k* her hard make her. Her legs were legs spread as far as they could to give me easy access to her twitching asshole, then only let out a grunt of satisfaction as I scratched her primitive itch buried deep within her ass.For some unknown reason, just as I felt my first and most likely only orgasm that day pass its point of no return, I pulled out, rolled backward onto my back, then jerked the biggest load I had ever made without the aid of the drink out onto my chest, my spunk sometimes even hitting my face.My numb. A black stranger with a huge black rough hand. I felt his long fingers moving inches closer to my cunt.The man slightly moved his finger and touched my pussy lips through my drenched thong. He probably could feel how wet I was. His fingers kept moving in tiny circles on my swollen clit. I was feeling like I was about to faint as I was getting crazy in pleasure.I was feeling like a slut. The pleasure he caused me was just becoming unbearable. My clenched legs were now getting weaker. My feet.