I had suggested a carry-in dinner but Denise had a meal in mind to prepare, so I hung out with her as she made dinner. I tried to help, actually, but ...he shooed me away, saying I was distracting her. Well, I suppose I was, kissing her on her ear or neck every minute might actually be a tiny bit of a distraction.After we finished her pasta dinner, which was pretty good, she offered me some ice cream for dessert, but I passed on that offer. Then she took me to her bedroom.“Kevin, I want to try. " No!" Xar shook his head as her beautiful face swam before him. She leftto stable his steed but the memory of her lovliness lingered in hismind. In the feverish firelight the face blurred back into Desi's oncebroad and masculine features. The stoic healer returned to treat hiswounds as he had before, whispering soothing words, a damp cool clothtouching his brow. But it was no man that treated him. "Desi... You're agirl..." A cup was pushed to his lips and he drank. It tasted vile buthis mind. I thought my life was devastated when he told me he was leaving me. I locked my self up in my apartment and cried for days. “I am a nice looking woman. I have a good slender body and a nice personality, so why in the hell was he leaving me for that bitch?” I kept asking myself. I am still in my thirties, I have a good job and I was doing well for myself, so who cares what he thinks! It is his loss. That night I was all out of tears and I wanted revenge. Most importantly I wanted sex, raw. Comparing a B cup to a D cup is like apples and oranges, though I do love to titty-fuck my wife's. But I've always hoped to catch a glimpse of my sister-in-law's body nude. My perfect chance came a few months back while she was visiting with us for the weekend, and it ended up going a little farther than I anticipated. Here goes... Michelle came to visit us for the weekend. She, 23, dark hair with fake tan, voluptuous body with lots of curves, but NOT fat, and oh that chest. My wife, Sandy, 29,.