She rolled her slender hips, rocking on him as her body loosened, easing the way for his pulsing hard-on. A fire started in her belly, her heart hamm...red in her ears, the tightness between her thighs eased as he thrust in and out. He put his hands on her flat chest and pinched the tiny nipples which made her gasp with pain but it was a good pain, a pleasureful pain. He rubbed the small nubs and she felt them stiffen as tendrils of pleasure radiated from his thumbs. He put his hands around. They were stunned when they unveiled the store logo, both their faces smiling back at everyone walking through the door.Ms. Chen had wrangled a deal with an independent grocers association, getting access to their prices instead of what jobbers charged to outfit a bodega. They took it on faith, if it succeeded it would lead to more business, and if it failed they could shrug their shoulders and say they tried to help the community. I think they were shocked at the volume we did, rivaling some. I mean, when you let yoursister suck your dick, how can you say no to a fuck? Isure couldn’t. Donna got on all fours and I slipped itin doggie style. Her pussy was hot and wet and suckedmy dick like a mouth.Donna is a helluva good fuck, let me tell you. BeforeI came, we switched positions several times; she rodeme, I got on top of her, and we ended up on our sides,me fucking her from behind. I filled her pussy withwhat was left of my cum.I needed to go take a whizz and Donna said no.. We are not that good. Yet. But we are good. And some of our creations are even better in the hands of more experienced performers.I went up to the living room and found Mom home. She and Dad were in the kitchen, working on an early dinner. I noticed the smell of roasted or baked chicken, which meant that it must have been in the oven when I got home. Traditionally, we have a light meal the evening before a show, and then go out after the show for something good. Tonight would be no exception..