I received another gift that day; the sound of her laughter filling my house with brightness and light as she played with Sir Rufus Peealot, regularly...calling out, “Mike! Bring some paper towels!” Despite the inconvenience, I’d grinned every time.But, the greatest gift of all, a gift beyond compare, better than winning an Oscar or a Golden Globe, was Amelia carrying Rufus into my bedroom, placing him at the foot of the bed and climbing in next to me. With music playing softly, just before I. Luckily, for her, Luke cheated also. His indiscretion with her friend, Cheryl, planned out perfectly by Kendra, helped her to get almost half of his money in the divorce settlement. Now she could spend her days relaxing by the pool, enjoying her daughter's company and, of course, fucking whomever she desired and whenever the mood struck her. She could see his cock straining to escape the confines of his swim trunks. It was time to take this party indoors. Kendra called to the girls, breaking. Like I said, Bobby knows me. He brought me up to the edge of what I could tell would be a massive orgasm and held me there, rubbing my clit just irregularly enough that I couldn't quite get off on it. He held me at plateau, teasing me, his fingers moving from clit to cunt and back again in the most exciting possible way.Then he did something new. One finger went for the spot between my pussy and my asshole and began to massage it. It felt good, and the more he rubbed that spot, the better it. She'll fuckin' wear you out, I'm telling you Billy!" Cool," was all I could think of to say."Your cock thinks that it's cool too," Jenny giggled, and she nodded down at my dick, was stiffening quickly."I guess," I smirked, "although that's partly due to having my sexy big sister standing in front of me with her nice fuckin' tits and cunt on display." What a charmer," giggled Jenny, "If you're still horny, fancy fucking me up the shitter again? An encore of earlier, but this time without an.