Her name was June, she was quite tall about five foot seven, with a curvaceous body to die for. I was invited to the wedding of course, and I had to s...t through the reception watching them dance and kiss. On the up side I did get off with her ugly younger sister Ruth, no that's not fair either, she was just not as pretty as the bride. She did have a nice body on her as I found out in the cloakroom later in the evening. I think weddings get some girl's juices going, for as soon as I was kissing. Leon studied her, and when her breathing returned to normal he nodded.Matilda tossed and turned in bed that night. From time to time, Leon elbowed or kicked her so she remained still -- for a while. But she could not fall asleep. Thoughts of what she was going to do filled her mind. She was anxious. She was afraid. And she already felt remorse. She was going to take a man's life. Can I do it? she asked herself over and over again.They spent the next day in their apartment. Leon went over the. “Come get me!” you yelled, laughing at the front door. “You’re bad!” I yelled, running towards you while you opened the screen door and disappeared into the cabin. When I entered, slamming the screen door, I saw you leaning against a post, your lust filled eyes on mine. “You’re bad,” I repeated. “I know,” you said. “And you want to fuck this bad girl, don’t you?” “You know I do,” I said, moving to you. “Good. I like a hungry man!” “And I like a slut like you.” “You think you can make me your. Adele’s velvety asshole spasmed around my girl-dick.“God, your daughter’s cumming in me!” whimpered Adele. “What a treat!”“I bet it is!” my mother moaned. “Mmm, just flood her to the hilt, Jenny!”“Yes, Mom!” I howled, my pussy convulsing. My cock spurted rapture through my body.I hit that wonderful plateau. My breasts heaved and my red hair kissed my naked shoulders. I hit that amazing peak of bliss. Adele’s bowels drained my ovaries. I sucked in deep breaths, my eyes fluttering.Then I pulled.