"Damn! Your pussy is so fucking wet!" He moaned into my ear.Then I let my pussy squeeze his cock and I heard him groan!"Oh fuck coach her pussy is gri...ping my cock!" He yelled as he started fucking me.My pussy was on fire but I wanted to watch his face. "I want on top!"In no time I was riding him as I looked down into his young dark face. I knew I would squirt but I wanted to last a little longer. His strong fingers dug into my soft flesh and I could see his eyes follow my tits as they bounced. I was unable to take the view of Shobha’s smooth thighs from my eyes. It was weird for me to think about it as she was my sister-in-law. But my mind and body were now taking two different paths.I finished off with the bath and got ready in a clean t-shirt with 3/4 shorts and went out. Rakesh was at the dining table, reading a newspaper. He was all set to go for his office in his well-ironed formal wear. I went and sat beside him, and soon Shobha came up with sandwiches.She placed the plates for. If I was wearing slacks [not often] there would probably be a wet spot in the crotch or back as well as some spots on the legs. It was all done for ‘advertising’. It would almost guarantee that one or more ‘browsers’ would follow me back to the booth.It was all about having fun and, of course, servicing guys like a good slut.Morgantown, W.Va was one of my favorite places to have to go, for my job. I normally stayed at the Morgantown Motel – it was a dive but…no one cared what happened unless. “I guess it doesn’t work that way. I think the only way is to be scratched b a female or...”“Yeah, Uncle Markus told me the same thing already,” she says interrupting. That is old news, things she already knows. She craves new knowledge and this new revelation intrigues her. “Is that why Mom has been treating me differently?”With a deep sigh he says, “Yes.” He has seen it, but it has been something that he has denied to himself to the point of not believing it, until recently. “She always.