"That's it! I'm gonna give you what my polite brother doesn't."Christie could feel the tears of shame begin to roll down her cheek. How could she face...her husband after this? "Open your dress. I want to see what my brother doesn't know what to do with." With trembling fingers, Christie unbuttoned her dress. "Now pull your bra up over those big tits." Tom was rocking his hips back and forth. And Christie could feel more of his dick slip into her mouth. It felt like her mouth was being forced. ’ More sniffling from the phone, even maybe some crying. ‘I love the way she smiles at me. Mom, she smiles at me the way you smile at Dad when you think we aren’t looking.’ And it wasn’t a line, it was true. I suddenly realized didn’t love Amy because she reminded me of a cat. I loved her because she reminded me of my mother. Every heterosexual male raised by a loving mother, wants a wife who reminds him of his mother. I wanted someone who could love with all her heart, like Mom can, like Amy.. He didn't hesitate and in he came. Avis stopped sucking my cock, got to her feet and greeted the man with a kiss to his lips. "Want me to suck your cock?" she asked him and he said yes. She opened up his fly, reached in and took out his cock. While caressing him to hardness, she went back to kissing him. I watched as he raised his hands and started caressing Avis's tits through her blouse. She stopped kissing him and told him, "Go ahead, and suck on my tits". He unbuttoned her blouse and. After a meal she dropped her clothes into the hamper and enjoyed the freedom of her nakedness. Running her hands down her body she sighed softly, picturing his hands in her mind, his lips, his everything. A tingle spread through her as she made her way to the bathroom. The steam of the shower circled around her as she stepped under the hot stream. Lathering her body Darla lay back against the wall and felt the shiver of cold from the tiles. Her hands circled the soft curves of her wet body,.