Clara gently pushed Tara away from her legs and without hesitation pulled my future ex's underwear off of her. Following suit Tara moved up and ripped...off her bra, leaving her completely naked.My fianc?s limbs had become as much of a mess as her hair. One arm was splayed across her chest, covering her breasts whilst the other lay flat at her side. One leg crossed the other so her right foot rested on top of the left, leaving just enough room to see the mound of black, wiry hair that sat atop. "Fuck! "But ... but I'm a man," I finally stammered out."I've seen naked men before," she answered and in a tone that clearly conveyed to me that she hadn't seen these naked men only on a nude beach. "I'm French," she added when she saw the confusion on my face. As if that explained everything.As we continued the short trip north it actually wasn't Emmanuelle I was worried about, instead my thoughts turned to Melissa. I was going to see my big sister nude? She was going to see me? How gross was. As I finished, Gabby laid down and kissed me once more. Once our lips aparted she said that was amazing. I smiled at het while she slowly lifted herself off my cock. As I laid back relaxing catching my breath she removed the condom and threw it away before joining me on the bed to cuddle after a good rough fuck.We chatted as we cuddled, exchanging a few kisses, before getting up. Gabby got dressed as she had to go back home to her parents. Walking her to her car I invited her to join me. It felt so hard all the time. Soft, velvety sift, and smooth. I would wrap my hand and it never fit in my hand. He was so thick. He would grab my wrist and tell me up and down like this. He started breathing just slightly off but not much. Out of curiosity I asked "Does my Aunt's hand fit this in it?" he groaned and his cock twitched and throbbed so hard I jumped and moved my hand away. I got scared. He told me that that's what happens when he hears something he likes. He liked me asking about.