Now he's fucking me. Christ, my brother-in-law Bill is pounding me like an a****l. Up and down, in and out. And God help me, I'm loving every second o... it. "Ohhhhh," I whisper. "Yeeesssssss..." "Fuck me, Eve," he moans into my ear. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." I am. As hard as I can. "Fuck me, Bill! Fuck your sister! Fuck my pussy!" It's almost too much for my wine-addled brain to process. My brother-in-law has slipped into bed to screw me, thinking that he's really screwing his wife Carol. But. This is good because you have always had thegift of applying makeup."Jana: "Oh College is out a sight! I am learning hair at the present.Mother sends her love."Carlotta patted me on the back and then turned me to her and took my handsand lifted them up and out: "This has to be your special project Darla.Well Darla your sister is making good progress with you. We have much todo. Come."We followed her into her special fitting room to be measured like neverbefore. First I was stripped to my. Perhaps he really wasn’t in as much control as he thought. Or maybe he was. I could feel him come face-to-face with me with his lips brushing up against my lips as he mouthed these words: ‘You really want my tongue to probe you deep inside? To drink from your juices that flow so freely?’ ‘Yes,’ I sighed. He nudged his finger a bit further inside and asked, ‘Or do you want my finger?’ ‘Yes!’ I commanded. He slipped a second finger inside, forced both of them inside deeper still with his. Nick dried off then brushed his hair as he stood in the bathroom still nude with me sitting in the doorway. Before he hung the towel he began drying his cock for a second time. He gently patted his balls then patted dry his cock for a third time while making sure I got a good look at it.He reached down to the floor and slipped his briefs on then sat on the toilet and slipped his athletic socks on before pulling his jeans up. We walked into the recreation room and he scooped his shirt up from.