The place was pretty small. A living room and kitchen, a bathroom and a single bedroom. That meant they had to share a room. As bad as it sounds, that...would lead to my encounter with her sister. It was late one night and I headed over to get me some pussy. I ended up texting her but got no response. I figured maybe she had fell asleep. Now usually her sister would still be out, since she worked late but I was in for a sweet surprise. We sort of figured out our schedule of when we could fuck and. She was dressed as Xena, the warrior princess. I always had a thing for Xena, as many times I'd do a google image search, find a good one, and just jerk off until my hand was sore. Jess was really a stunner and pulled the Xena look off well. Why everyone bitched to my friend over his tasteless outfit, I walked over to Jess. We talked and talked, and it wasn't seemingly going further than that. She caught me staring at hear breast, and I expected a slap. Instead she put her drink on the table,. She moved forward, grinding her clit into my abdomen even as I drove up into her hot cunt.I knew I wouldn’t last very long after my self-imposed period of denial, but I also knew how orgasmic Rosie was. Tonight our love making went perfectly according to script. I had thrust into Rosie only five times when her back arched violently and she suffered a massive convulsion. She had barely covered her mouth with her hands in time to stifle her scream.We continued, our pace increasing until we. Felicia was the worst of all: a living embodiment of the beauty of both her race and her gender, with a personality to match. She’d been assigned to his private villa as a maid, working and living in close proximity to him alongside the rest of her pryde. She’d traded barbs with him that had left the both of them in stitches, and soon that friskiness had seeped into her other interactions with him: a playful scratch here, a cloying touch there, momentary encounters that would last far longer.