Clint's dick, burying again and again into my cunt, kept my rapture alive. My thighs squeezed about his waist while my pussy milked his cock.“Cum in...me, Clint!” I gasped, my mind drowning in ecstasy. Becky watched me cumming on my brother's dick. “Flood me with all that yummy spunk!”Clint rammed into me and grunted. His face twisted in pleasure. His cum fired into my snatch. I groaned at that incestuous surge of spurting heat. My pussy convulsed harder. My pleasure intensified as more and more. The very first time that she had used her fingers to bring herself to climax she absolutely soaked the her sheets. Her mother had been surprised to the point of shock when she learned that her daughter had done the laundry without being badgered the entire day. When her young patient abruptly filled her mouth with more than a dozen thick ropes of his sweet, sweet cum, she lost her shit all together. Her thighs slapped closed on her hand and a shudder sent her into a world of pleasure the likes. She turned around and bent partially over. I couldn't see her pussy since the water was above her waistline. She looked back and said, "We've never had sex in the lake before."The lake didn't feel nearly as cold as it did initially, but I still never imagined I could get an erection in this water."He's interested," commented Erin about my growing dick in her hand."Come keep it warm," encouraged Sara.I never got bored or tired of having sex with Erin and Sara. Even though we frequently had sex,. “Oh, you’ll be glad to know it’s Amos,” Jim smiled as George’s eyes brightened. Amos belonged at a five-star restaurant, not on an Amtrak train. George had eaten food from Amos’s kitchen many times, and thought he was among the finest chefs on all of Amtrak, and other places, too.George looked around. Jim was known for the tight ship he ran in his dining cars. In addition to the spotless white starched linens, the cutlery practically gleamed in the light, and everything was arranged neatly..