I also was trying to gather the courage to start to speak to her again. Somehow I broke the ice and asked her, “Can I kiss you?” she, surprised an... looked shocked, asked “what?” I said, “Can I kiss you… on the lips?”She smiled and looked down. I took her face into my hands and touched her lips with mine. She was so shy and nervous, that her heartbeat rose to double. I was also in the same condition. We kissed again.I hugged my sister and started kissing, in fact smooching her lips passionately,. "Come on in Makkaila," he says as I walk through the door. He closes it behind me and pushes me against the wall and we begin to kiss, his strong hands caressing my body, squeezing my firm tits. I kiss him back vigorously and place my hands around his waist, slowly moving down his ass. "Let's go to the bedroom," I whisper. He takes me by the hand and leads me into the bedroom.I sit on the edge of the bed as he stands in front of me and removes his shirt. I cannot believe how in shape a man of. I want you to take turns fucking his mouth and then my pussy. I want you to go back and forth fucking his mouth and my pussy so he can taste my juices on your cock. You come up behind me and slide your cock down into my husband’s mouth to get you rock hard. Then you pull your cock out of his mouth and he grabs it and rubs the head of your cock back and forth between my soaking pussy lips. Then he slides the head of your cock into my pussy. He licks my clit and down the shaft of your cock to. In the car she laughed out loud and said, “I guess your thousand dollar rented wife just got you one hell of a raise.”I tried to calculate it in my head. The promotion, the raise, doubling my raise, and then doubling my salary had to amount to a considerably amount.Sylvia said, “Now I’ll have to be your wife every Wednesday and probably a weekend every month. I’ll need more clothes. Maybe I should just leave him and marry you for real.”When we got to my house Sylvia called her husband and told.