“I’m going to cum on that big cock.”“Ooh, yes, make her cum, brother mine!” howled Kora. Her hands squeezed on Zanyia’s sleek thighs, pull...ng down and pressing the lamia’s hot cunt tighter against her face. “Just flood her with your jizz.”“Yes!” I groaned.“I will, sister dear!” groaned Sven, his voice so thick and throaty, so full of his masculine power.“Master will dump so much yummy cum in you,” yowled Zanyia, her fingers rolling her nipples. She flashed me a toothy grin before she shuddered.. .. it was only a few short days since that horrible night at Marty Felder's. That nightmare was still indelibly etched in her mind, and there still remained the awful task of telling Phillip the truth about what went on in the Felder penthouse. She knew she had to tell him eventually--it wouldn't be fair to even think about marriage until she'd leveled with him. Maybe he wouldn't want her after he learned the truth... some men couldn't live with the knowledge that their wives had done something. Have you seen this one?" :-P, then, always in that summer, the rented house near the sea and one afternoon we were there on the sidewalk below the house with the countryside in front :-P me, my sister, and my sister's friend (female), my sister and the friend they both had a pair of denim shorts, of course I peeked both of them but I mostly peeked at my sister's legs :-P, after we got back to our house (my sister and I), after a while I hear our mother saying, passing by my sister's side of the. “Excuse me miss?” I asked as she walked by. Now or never.“Yes?” She turned to look at me. “I’m not interested in anything sorry, I’ve had a really stressful day.”“Sorry, I’m a little lost, is this the correct place?” I said, pointing to my phone.She peered over and I pressed the button. No sound or anything to tell me if I did it right.“I don’t see anything.”“Shit, my mistake. Sorry to bother you.”Crap, I knew better than to let my hormones get the best of me. I knew it was fake.“No problem..