"YES"I laid Helen, my sister, onto my bed. She was breathing deeply. I slowly got on top of her and started kissing her, she responded by kissing me b...ck and spreading her legs. I grabbed my dick and guided to Helens pussy. I slowly pushed it in, not too far but enough for Helen to get a feel of it and without her crying out. But even the little bit I put in caused a heavy in breath and a moan. I kissed her frantically to stop the noises again."It hurts, but it's nice too" she said.I agreed it. Tonight was for heavy fucking, no matter what we called it.I had paid close attention in Sex Ed. classes, so I knew all of the basics. I had also paid close attention during the bull sessions when some of my friends liked to brag about their prowess with women and sex. I knew that they were lying through their teeth, but I thought I might pick up some hints to make me better at the game than what I got from Sex Ed. I would depend on Beth to help me out there.We had twin beds, but I pushed the. "Not at all!" said Claire, "Please do join us, if you would like"."Well in that case, thank you very much for the kind offer" said Lisa, "I would love to." And with that she sat down whilst Claire passed her a glass of wine.After some ten minutes of general chat to get to know each other a little, Claire asked Lisa how often she came to the cove."Oh at least three times a week, if I can. I married so I don't have to work and I have no children so my time is really my own. I just love to come. That flavor grew saltier and saltier. He growled, his face twisting with pleasure.“Fuck, yes!” he growled. His cock erupted in my mouth. “Swallow every drop, you married slut!”I gulped down the tattoo artist’s jizz. I trembled, my fingers plunging faster and faster in and out of my twat. My silky flesh squeezed down on my digits, increasing the friction. I gulped down his salty seed. It poured down my throat. I whimpered, feeling it warm my belly. The wicked thrill drifted lower and lower. It.