I moved in with my sister and she would come over on her lunch breaks when we I moved to work mornings. No one would be home and she would stop by. No...mally we would quickly jump in bed and I'd have my way with her. I'd fuck her hard and send her back to work with swollen pussy lips and full of my semen. She would also come over after work when everyone in the house was sleeping. I would leave a door pen for her and she would sneak in and wake me up. I slept on a sofa bed (maybe why I had back. The continued ching ching of the register must have drowned out the ring of the telephone because he never heard it, but the panicked voice of his cashier, Trudy, ripped him from his meandering thoughts before he had a chance to retreat to his kitchen. ‘Jack, I’m so sorry but I have to go! Jesse’s been taken to the hospital, he’s real sick. I’m so sorry, I know this is a bad time.’ She was removing her black cotton apron with the Sweet Nothings logo printed across the front as the panic in her. “Maybe it’s not my bobbies that need to most attention.” “Maybe,” I replied, “you’re right.” I was horny and there was no hiding the fact. “ Have you ever sucked a cock before?” I asked. “No,” Ellen replied, “But. . . I am willing to learn if you’re willing to teach.” This was all I needed to hear. I stepped over to where Ellen was seated and straddled the chase lounge on which she sat, putting my groin right in her face. “Go for it,” I told her. Ellen hesitated for a second. She looked. My hand goes back to her shapely ass, and I push my middle finger to the first knuckle into her. She releases a wet moan, her tunnel attempting to squeeze down on the digit. Her eyes move up to me as I slip it free, and making sure I have her full attention, I eagerly suck her juice from the finger. The taste is incredible, sending a jolt of arousal straight to my already engorged cock. ‘You aren’t kidding, pet. I bet you want to cum pretty badly, huh?’ I ask with the most fake mock sympathy I.