" Yeah, right!" I drew a deep breath and we just looked at each other for a minute."You're really pretty, Six," Matt said finally."You think so?" I as...ed, just to hear it again."Uh-huh," he nodded slowly. "I bet you got a lot of boyfriends, huh?" Hmmm ... a few," I shrugged, pretending like boyfriends weren't important."Yeah." Matt frowned and kicked the dirt. "That's what I figured." How many girlfriends you got?" I challenged him."Just one," he said, kinda looking over his shoulder like she. Even when she knew they'd be better off divorced, Jodie still loved fucking him.It had been that way since the moment they met. It had been lust at first sight. Jodie liked to recall that exciting meeting when she played with herself. It was more arousing to her than any fantasy she could have made up. Besides, it was wrong to think about her son as she masturbated, but it was okay to think of his father.Purring with arousal, stroking the supersensitive flesh of her pussy, Jodie let her mind. They were firm, nicely rounded, A cup breasts that were still developing. I heard my sister knock on the door signaling that it was okay for me to reenter. As I entered the room, she never said anything to me and acted as if it did not happen. I turned the light off, laid on my bed; she laid on the floor with some pillows and blankets she had brought from her room. I had a smaller size room with a queen bed, so there was not very much room for my sister. As I laid in the silence, I kept. She began to ease the tool slowly in and out of him, one hand touching his butt while the other stroked his penis. Each movement increased her pleasure as well, and she felt her own orgasm, earlier forestalled, rising up again. Her movements became longer and deeper, with each thrust pressure building inside her pussy, each stoke rubbing her throbbing clit while her fingers wrapped around his rock-hard cock. ‘Oh! This is so good!’ she breathed lustfully, ‘Another two seconds and I’m going to.