And, I also must say, that kiss turned me on a lot.We were naked, next but Wilma retained her hat for any reasons she had. She laid me on the couch, o...ened my legs and used her fingers for a while to feel my pussy. It was wet even before she did it, but with her handwork and the gloves she used, it was like...“How is it going? Do you like my fingers inside your pussy?”“Ahhhhhh! Yeah! Finger me, Wilma! Fuck me! Ahhh!”But my sister-in-law wasn’t just fingers, and the things weren’t to end there.. "Then come over here and suck this one then." He was waving it at me as he tempted me over. It was the biggest one I had ever seen in person. It was thick, cut, and even semi-hard had my knees weak with anticipation. I had continued to inch my way close and now I was right there, on my knees in front of the chair. His cock reaching up, my open mouth and watering tongue extending down. I reached to grasp the shaft to position it to enter my hungry mouth. "No hands" he barked at me. I withdrew my. At that moment it was as if Sara and I were the only people in the world she continued her rhythm like the beating of a drum. I could fell the cum moving form my ball into my cock ready to explode.“I’m guna cum! Stop please!” I yelled. Sara stopped her up and down rhythm.“Why?” Sara asked.“Because, I’m not protected and I don’t want to get you pregnant,” I said caressing her cheek with my hand.“I don’t care I want you to Fuck me and Fuck me now!” Sara said starting her up and down motion again. “Why do you suppose your father likes Arthur?” Kendra asked. “You must have brought home some really weird ones!”“Kendra!” Annette scolded. I laughed. They’d have to be weird to make me seem normal.“You know what I mean,” huffed Kendra. “Not that Arthur is that strange, but that Mr. Wells seems so open and tolerant of everyone.”“Well, there is that, but it’s probably because my father is so weird.”“I’ve never seen someone look so normal,” Les said.“Looks are deceiving. One of the reasons I went.