As in all good things, it had to come to an end. There is no way I can hold off. "Nicci, I am going to cum." "I am ready." Relaxing, cum flows from me... surge after surge of hot cream spews out of me and deep in my sister's bowels. Panting, I just lay there my face buried in Nicci's hair. That is something that hopefully will be repeated often. We don't move. Kissing her hair then nibbling her ear lobe, I ask. "What do you think?" "It was different, I nearly cum. Next time it will be better.". He rested his hand on it and caressed the smooth skin between her hips. He wanted her so badly he could taste her.He gave a sensual kiss to her clitoris, then in long strokes he ran his tongue over it. Using a circular motion and a rigid tongue, he excited her until he felt the ball shaped flesh grow hard. Her enjoyment was dissipated not only in her moans but also in the gripping of the cold metal.He held her by wrapping his arms around her thighs and caressing her sensitive inner region. He. Diana got more and more into the blowjob she was giving me, and I found myself wondering if she'd always been this sensual and sexy or if her longtime drought without sex had turned her into some kind of sexual fuck/suck maniac. Maybe I'd find out eventually but for that very moment, I really didn't care. There was nothing to care about except that at that instant, Diana was really giving me a royal blowjob.Diana's hand kept moving up and down on my cockshaft as she was massaging and loving on. The painting would be safe, but it would never be seen again.But I couldn’t confront her. I was so afraid I’d lose her. What the fuck am I thinking?Fuck! I couldn’t let anyone know about the painting. I’d never be able to paint like that again. I couldn’t explain what the painting was or why I’d painted it. I’d have all my family suspecting each other because everyone would deny it. And I’d still be suspecting everyone else. And everyone would hate me for suspecting a family member. Kate,.