She had obviously made this on her computer. There was a kitten with a rooster’s head in its mouth. When I opened the card the caption read I want y...ur cock in my pussy. I though that it was very cute. I put the card down and got between my sister’s legs and not head first this time. As I slipped my cock into my very first pussy somehow I knew immediately that I would always want to do that. I had felt her pussy squeeze my fingers during her orgasms but I had no sooner got my cock all the way. I was wearing some of Mother's clothes, with a lovely slim fitting skirt pulled up above her panties and stockings and my cock so hard in my hand, midway through a delicious wank.My sister didn't say a thing, simply walked out for a few minutes, came back with some tissues and told me n ot to stain the skirt.I'll tell what happened next another time but she had a friend, slightly older than me, training to be a ballet dancer, called Geoffrey and so gay, he was beautiful. I knew him slightly but. JuneLife was boring for me, 34 years old, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, still in good shape despite being married for 14 years with 2 lovely girls aged 12 and 10, after the housework was done my days were spent shopping, in front of the day time soaps or visits to and from woman friends.Finding a magazine on the floor by Barry’s side of the bed was unusual, Picking it up my heart nearly stopped when I discovered it was one of those mags. You know the type, ones that any good married woman. Do you think we can do thatagain? Will you let me look at you again?" Yes, darling, I will. I want it to. I've been thinking about that allweek and hoping it would happen soon. I want you to know that I gettremendously excited watching you jerk yourself off. I love to see yourhard penis squirt. There's nothing else like that in the world, dear." Mom . . . ?" Yes, darling?" Can I ask you something else?" Sure . . . what is it?" Uh . . . oh gosh, I don't know how to say this . . . " Well - just.