My sweetheart. My lover. I will always be with you.” And saying this, and with a few more deep thrusts I too spilled into her, thrust after thrust, ...hat seemed to fill her up. Blast after hot blast of thick hot cum shot through the stiff pipe of my penis and into her sex starved cunt. Each shot of cum into her cunt was accompanied by spasms that made me feel like my balls had been struck by lightning. I wrapped my arms around her and held on for dear life. Her legs were around me straddling me. Coach couldn't be that blunt with them though.My next call was to Mary, Tracy's mom. I talked to her about recipes for the high protein diet. She had some ideas on how to poach chicken and turkey breasts, to keep them moist, and give them flavor. Once they were cooked they could be chopped, shredded, or kept whole. She had a bunch of ideas, and promised to send them to me.I went downstairs and found Mom and Angie in the kitchen. When I explained that I was going on a high protein low carb diet,. My sister and I were far closer than sisters ever should be. For twenty years, we had shared the same man, Cheryl's husband Clinton. He was our Master. He dominated us, punished us, gave us just what we craved. We made love for his amusement, committing incest to please him. The six months since his death had hit us both hard.. Particularly my older sister, who loved her husband just a bit more than I did.And now my nineteen-year-old nephew Clint was stepping up as man of the house, dominating. While I was focusing on the menu, I smell a wonderful scent of aroma from distance. In my mind, it's smells like my girlfriend's legging that filled with floral scent, while pairing with sexy high-heel boots. From the visual of it, I could feel my bottom begins to erect enormously. Somehow I couldn't help fantasizing it. So i decided to order a glass of wine. As the waitress began pouring wine, I began to peek on her cleavage. It was a great view from the front. Then I heard footsteps.