What is going on with mypanties? They feel too small in the front. I latch the deadbolt and walk over to the large mirror to examine the front of my s...orts for cause of the problem. Ken slips up behind me and puts his hands under my sweater. He cups my big breasts and runs his hands over my flat tummy. Then he deftly unsnaps the clasp of my bra, setting my firm tits free. His strong hands run over my tits, caressing them. Then Ken starts working on my big nipples. Rolling them between his. Thank God my parents were not home. She was dripping wet now, moaning and sweating, her pussy juice dripped down her thighs. Screaming like a wild animal she began to cum and juices flowed from her molten pussy as her clit throbbed.That was the first time I had seen my sister naked, let alone pleasure herself, and I knew it would not be the last. Later that year, in the summer time, after days of thinking about her beautiful body, I saw it yet again. This time I was in the bathroom brushing my. ”She nodded and turned away with a look of disdain, to pick up a magazine from the small table on the other side of her chair.The sound of a teaspoon clinking in the mugs caused her to look up from the article she was reading, about the latest Hollywood hunk being caught ‘in flagrante delicto’ with some floozy from a reality show, and seconds later he came over to where she was sitting, clutching a pair of steaming mugs in one hand and a plate of biscuits in the other. With a deft swirl of his. When she whimpered, I imagined him suckling her engorged clit or nipping on her soft labia. When she sighed, I visualized him lazily licking the length of her gash.In no time, her labored breathing returned, signaling that she was once again slowly advancing toward an orgasmic plateau. Both Mom and Dad, with their years of experience, recognized the signs.“Your daughter-in-law is certainly sounding recharged, Mr. Evans,” commented Mom. “Have you just about got your fill down there?”Looking up.