“I’m in a giving mood.”Yeah, you’d love to give her one, right?Back on the road, trying hard to stick to the speed limit. Vicky swigs from the...bottle. I hardly touch my coffee, trying hard to focus on the road with other images filling my head. Vicky tipping the water over herself, water drenching her top, making it translucent. Vicky wrestling her shorts down, there in the passenger seat, teasing her nub with a frisky finger, the bottle a potential sex toy.You seriously need to get a grip!It’s. The hall light was enough for him to have seen everything. We kept going and began whispering and giggling about the thought of him watching us. Hearing the bathroom door then the approaching footsteps I half expected my wife to stop and jump under the covers. She instead kept riding away. We waited to hear the stairs creaking with hearts racing, they didnt. That fucker was standing there watching us and we werent stopping on his account. Was he enjoying watching his wifes younger sister ride. ’ ‘I said I was sorry, I’ll set my alarm next…’ ‘I’m not talking about being late, silly girl!’ ‘Sorry, Your Honor.’ Her latest title. Her name is Athena. The Athena, Greek hottie of the Moon and kicking boys’ butts and having of an extremely cute owl fast asleep on her shoulder at all times. Bubo glows that warm red color whenever he’s near her that makes me forgive her own shades of red that can’t decide amongst themselves which of them is the big dog. I actually have a hard time not. Before long he grabbed me and pulled around so that my legs were up on the bed too. Then he propped his head on my pillows and turned me around, so that my legs were spread on either side of him and my butt was resting on his chest. I looked down and saw his long, throbbing cock. Like mine, it was drooling pre-cum. I longed to touch it. To taste the soft, yet hard flesh. To taste the clear sauce dripping from it. To feel his pubic hair tickling my cheek, or the fuzz on his balls tickling.