“Oh thanks, would you like a beer?” “Yes please,” he replied. “Come on in then,” I said, pointing to the settee for him to sit...down on. As I went over to the fridge for a beer, Shilla walked into the room stark naked. I don’t know who got the biggest shock, but Shilla just burst into a fit of her uncontrollable laughter. She didn’t attempt to cover herself up, just sat down and started chatting. I explained why he was here and that. We had agreed in December that when it happened, he would move to Georgia and live with my family while we both finished college. That August marked my twentieth birthday as well as our one year anniversary. Our lust growing since we hadn’t been able to do much around my parents. On this particular hot August day, my parents decided they could trust us alone for an hour or so since we both had our heads stuffed into our school books. As the door shut, the air changed in the house. I kept my. I was not trying to inflict pain this time, but pleasure.As she was still riding the aftermath of her last orgasm, it didn’t take long before she started to moan more deeply, and move her ass slowly from side to side, then faster, wriggling my cock deep inside her. She started to cum again.“Oh… God, not again… Oh…OHHHH… OH SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT! Oh FUUUCCCKKKK!” She threw back her head and arched her back, pushing hard against me. Her whole body was snaking back and forth now, grinding into. Brian started to grind his hips rhythmically."Yes, Brian,” I said, “show me.”“Oh, Auntie!” It was his last coherent utterance before his breath was reduced to gasps and pants. The first spasm of his orgasm shot past the sink and I never found its target, the next three arching comets landed in or on the sink leaving champagne-colored tails across the alpine white porcelain. His cock continued, with coaxing, to pump the remainder of his burthen in a thick dribble that mortared the space between.