Her God didn't care about her and she had to sacrifice her beautiful breasts to the devil of cancer. What's spiritual or Godly about that?' 'I know. I...see, it might seem that way but she's still alive and remains a vibrant and successful woman.' 'Yes she does. She is, but she has no tits. And like I just said, her precious breasts still had to be sacrificed to her uncaring God so I don't know that I believe anymore. I don't know that I believe God will save or even help us out of this so we. At least on that occasion I was able to indulge in my spunk fetish and inter-mingle my own sperm with our friends!Things got so bad that when we met people I would either just wank and play a non-penetrative role or it would be the unequal situation with couples where the other husband or husbands would have to wear a condom while I fucked away bare-back, but deprived of the pleasure of enjoying Bernice in a well spunked state. Nice enough in its way but lacking something, I did so like saving. " What I did, you didn't seem to like. Since you're my sister and I love you very much, I didn't want to force into anything."Taken aback with my declaration of my brotherly emotions for her she paused and didn't know what to say. But,"Didn't want to force me into anything! What the hell did you think you did those three times? Did you think that I was consenting to all those things that you did, you practically raped me you bastard!" No, I didn't, and I didn't think you were consenting then so. .. i stopped 4 a moment 2 try 2 let him relax, then slowly pressed another inch of my up-curved shaft in2 him. i began 2 rock my ass slowly back & 4th, pulling my raging cock out slightly, then pressing back down in2 him again, getting his ass 2 accept just a little bit more of my cock with each agonizingly slow stroke. it worked & i could feel him relax even more as i slid my throbbing, ass-fucking erection deeper & deeper in2 his tight & tasty, hot grippy ass with each tender stroke. we just.