.. I know... !" Jean heard herself say, the frantic force of her unfulfilled desire pitted against the credo of upbringing creating havoc inside her. ...gain, she shook her blonde-head, her long silken hair wildly flailing around her white, naked shoulders as she sensed the burning excitement of wantonness taking complete command over her... but with it came delicious memory waves of Mark... of Caesar! Her... her wonderful animal-lover would do it for her! She sat for a moment in her exquisitely. A deep neck sleeveless top and the tight cotton hot pants that chicks wear at home. And yes, I got that damn hug! And what it felt like, I cannot describe! Goddess of wet dreams! The hard-on could not be covered this time and she felt it well while hugging.The slight blush after it told me that pretty well. She understood that I was a little awestruck and smiled. She told me about how my cousin had to leave and how we will have to make do with each other. But she didn’t know how happy I was. Holding me from behind, he was pressing his manhood between my ass cheeks, I knew that things would be different tonight. His big hands groped my tit ties openly, removing them from their small nesting cradle. Ah yes, his touch was making me just as crazy as the feeling of his growing cock pressing against my ass. I slipped a finger inside my tiny suit and began stroking my wet lips as he continued the assault on my tits, as my husband delivered drinks to us. "Cheers to a night of fun and sex". The pleasure built and built in me. My orgasm swelled so fast. I would explode on my brother's cock. I whimpered and moaned. My eyes rolled back into my head as he feasted on me with such dedication.“You'll make Kimmy so happy!” I squealed as the front door opened.The heavy steps said it was Dad or Faizel, not Mom. I craned my neck and smiled as Daddy entered the living room, wearing his work clothes. He looked so strong and rugged in worn jeans and fade shirt, his beard thick and black, his.