"Oh that did it. He was hard and ready.I settled on the pillow under my bottom and he reached for the condom. I grabbed his hand: "No. No need. " Are ...ou sure?" Do you have HIV?" He shook his head. "Do you promise you don't have HIV?" I said, "If you do..." He said: "I promise."I said: "Well I know I don't. I want to feel your cock in me when you make me yours. When you make me your girl."I don't know where that last sentence came from. But by God, now, he was all over me.He spread my thighs. Andy positioned himself behind his sister in law and holding his cock aimed for Mandy’s wet cunt.“No, not there, up my arse. I want it up my arse babe.”In 30 years of marriage Andy had never fucked his wife’s arse, he had licked it, like he had Mandy’s but he had never dared to try and put his cock up it. He was sure Kath wouldn’t have approved, even in her most horny moments.He looked down, and pressed the tip of his cock against Mandy’s rectum.Would this hurt her? or more importantly would. He continued to kneel, grinning like that same naughty little boy.Hearing the back door open, he turned his head watching his wife emerge carrying a tall glass of ice-cold lemonade. He smiled. She faltered in her step just slightly spotting him, shaking her head almost unnoticeably from side to side continuing her approach.Craig adored his wife. He and Sandy hadn't been married all that long either, each coming from bad marriages into this one. As such, there wasn't anything they couldn't or. Suddenly I knew what he wanted. I sank to my knees, pressing my cheek against his thigh, watching with anticipation and he opened his fly, slipped his shorts to the ground. His bulge was impressively large and smelled musky and intoxicating. My mouth opened. I reached my hand into the band of his shorts... and paused.This was all crazy. I was dressed like a girl and about to blow a guy I had just met. Sure, he was handsome, with his short blonde hair and stubble and defined abs and oh God he.