*...just as much as I am right now, seeking my reflection in your eyes, thus forcing myself to look at you. If I didn't, you would notice my change of...demeanor—if you haven't long ago, that is. Yet I just know you’ll notice it just as much in my piercing glare that keeps jumping between your pupils, unable to decide onto which to drop anchor.My thoughts dawdle on this marine metaphor I already uttered...*...as she and I lay there, panting in the afterglow, her head resting on my chest, finger. 'So I decided to make her beg me to fuck her. "Oh, I don't know," my deep voice said, "your friend was a great fuck; I might not be able to keep it up for you!"In desperation my sister pleaded, "Don't you worry about that, Spiderman, I can suck you back to full strength as often as I need to!" and to prove it she dove back onto me using her lips, tongue and throat muscles to work my cock into a harder than steel shaft. I glanced at her passed out fuck buddy and gave her a look that screamed. Her hands wandered firmly over my back and shoulders as I continued to fuck her.I pinched her tits and squeezed her ass. I fucked her harder and faster. Her whole body shuddered violently. Suddenly with a loud popping sound my cock came out of her cunt."SAHEB, DON'T TAKE IT OUT. IT FELT HEAVENLY," she screeched."Sorry, it just came out," I growled pushing my cock in again."AAAAHHHHHhh," she moaned as my cock slipped into her wet cunt again.Priya began to writhe under me, slowly at first, and. But I knew Jenny--once she'd made up her mind not to talk, wild horses couldn't drag a thing out of her. She'd talk when she was ready. I hoped. "Merry Christmas, Jenny." Merry Christmas, Mom."The conversation weighed on me as I went through the rest of the afternoon. I thought about calling David, but I wasn't really sure anything was wrong, and I didn't want to go behind Jenny's back. Jeff probably wouldn't know, either, though they'd always been close, and I didn't want to disrupt his and.