Anyway, I needed no lubricant, as this cunt was wet enough for me to slide in. But firstly, I had to lick off the whipped cream she had rubbed around ...er hole. The smell of a clean hole is good, the taste is different for each of the lips you try, and the cream completed the experience. Thee was a little cream left, but that eased me into her cunt, as she screamed with joy. "Get your cock in there ! Fuck me hard, Mike - your girl's hot, but they've pissed off to shower, so we're alone now. Get. Incest never entered my mind until about a year ago when my late-mate started visiting pornographic sites on line and printing stories with the intent of getting me to read them with him to lend some excitement to our waning sex life. Raised in a church going atmosphere, I was reluctant to get involved, but did so at my husbands insistence. It didnt take long, as we went through story after story to find out that the ones about incest were the ones for us. Soon after reading them I would be. And quite enthusiastically I might add. Joe must have done a great job of whetting his appetite," she grinned. "Of course, we don't want him to know you're here, so why don't you and Richard just go on up to my suite and join Ellen and Lynne. They arrived early this afternoon and I've kept them hidden up there ever since Joe called to tell me that he was bringing James up. Just call the dining room and order whatever you want to eat. Oh, and by the way, you know how to operate the surveillance. She took hold of the bedboard in front of her. Her legs were spread out for balance. Charley pulled one buttock away from the crack and exposed the little hole. "There it is," he said. The thing was the size of a large pearl, and it was colored dark. A narrow strand of braided muscle made up the rubbery entrance. It tapered smooth. "Get set," he said, pulling a bit at the sphincter with his finger. "Oh, God," she moaned, like a virgin. "I don't know if we should after all, darling. I don't.