Part of my brain reminded me that mom was still home but that part was quickly quieted with visions of my sister Kelly sucking hard and furious on my ...ock. I remember yesterday how she sucked my shaft with such lust and totally abandonment of shame. It replayed again and again in mind, in slow motion; my sister sucking down every last drop of my creamy load that I delivered into her hot, hungry, moist mouth. I stepped into my closet far enough that if anyone came in they would only see a. " Tony looked suddenly sheepish. "I can't talk to you about stuff like that." I'm a grown woman, Tony." Angela giggled. "I really don't think you're going to shock me. Now what went wrong on your little date? Hmmm?" Oh, you know. She wouldn't... I mean, she wouldn't..." Wouldn't what?" "Wouldn't what?" Wouldn't put out, that's what!" Angela started breathing hard, making her huge braless tits heave under the blouse. A sudden vision of her child in the back seat of a car, trying to stick his. My sister gasped with me, her breasts heaving as our futa-dicks unloaded. More and more cum bathed the fey’s face, coating her in our passion.Then my orgasm peaked.“Deidre,” I moaned, leaning back against the stone.“Ooh, that was good,” my sister moaned, her blue eyes fluttering.The fey ran her tongue across her lips, gathering the mix of our seed. She shuddered at the taste. Her green eyes squeezed shut. She let out a purring moan. Then she sat up, letting go of our cocks. Our futa-jizz. Drinks in hand we sat back and chatted for an hour or so before I remembered that the spare room wasn’t made up.“I’m assuming you are staying the night.” I commented, “So I had better make up the bed in the spare room.”“I hope you’ll let me stay longer than one night.” she grinned.“As long as you like dear.” I smiled in reply, “It will be nice to have the company.”As I rose to head up to the spare room Eve coughed and looked embarrassed about something, puzzled I waited to see if she was going.