We usually fuck all weekend. I hardly get to leave the bed it seems. We'd be fucking right now if he would let me back in. I swear... I hate disappoin...ing my brother. Not because of the punishments, but because of the way it feels when I have failed him. But instead of moping, I go back to the kitchen door and slowly slide my shirt off. I feel stupid doing it since he isn't looking, but I know that once he does, he'll come outside and fuck me where I stand. That'll make us both happy. He'll. "I'm pretty sure that you ruled that I would get custody of the child," he said after a moment's thought. "Things are little hazy."The judge nodded. "That's what the decree said. Do you remember what else is in the decree?"Mario puzzled for a moment. "No. Just that Felicia couldn't get an abortion, and since she didn't want the baby, I would get custody." He shook his head, still puzzled. "But why am I here?" Mario asked. He didn't seem to hurt anywhere, except for the odd and slightly. "Lesley called Judy and told her that they were having a sale on swimsuits at this new store. She convinced Judy to have Johnny come along. The next day, they all met outside the store. Josie convinced Judy to try on a pair of nylons. Judy felt the silkiness of the material and said that they were the finest hose and that she would be glad to try them.Judy went into the dressing room and took off her old hose and gathered the new ones up and slid them sensuously up her long legs. She exited the. He pressed into her aching cunt with one, firm thrust, emitting a low growl as her tight, warm pussy squeezed him. He hadn't expected her to be so tight, and he nearly came. He stopped for a moment, looking at her face.She looked back at him confused.“God damn,” he whispered, smiling.She whimpered, rolling her hips against his body, begging him silently to fuck her.He pushed his body weight against her, to stop her movement, chuckling to himself. “You’re going to make me cum,” he said.She.