Damn I’m glad I sent that!” I said as I picked up my pace. “You sneaky little ass! Get down here and kiss your sister while you violate her puss...!” Sharon yelled in mock anger. I leaned down and kissed her more passionately than I’d kissed anyone in my life as I continued my assault on her pussy. Using my left hand to caress her incredible boobs and tease her big pink nipples. Through a steady rhythm of fucking and passionate kisses, Sharon says to me “You know I’m not on birth control, right?”. I'm not the rebellious type, I never have been and I always did what I was supposed to do." Unlike my brothers, I never saw the farm as a permanent way of life for me. I realized, early on, if I stayed on our farm it would mean staying single. Once I married I'd be expected to move with my husband onto a farm of our own. Neither of those two options appealed to me. I was never drawn to the kids on the other farms in the area or in school with me. I didn't see anyone with both the interest and. Now it’s my turn. I laugh at her. To save embarrassment, she agrees. The chair in our office has coasters, I pull her chair close to me, hold her hand in my hand, and I can feel she is trembling. I hold her face with hand brings it close to me, she closes her eyes and softly I plant a kiss on her lips and detach myself. Again I touch her lips and this time I slight suck it and slowly and slowly I intensify my kissing. I knew she is turned on coz her hand is at the back of my head and she is. I had hoped I might, though. I mean it has been a while since I last got any.My wife died about ten years ago of cancer and left me to raise our only daughter, Ashley; which didn't leave me much time to date, let alone have a relationship.But now that Ashley was able to take care of herself, I figured I'd have some time to meet someone new.But this first date was a complete disaster.As I pulled up to my house, I noticed that my daughter's car was parked in the driveway. I had given her a brand.