After spending a lot of time away from home, John was imagining a repeat of what had happened, but if possible better, so he wrote an idea in an email...to Emma. She loved the idea. Soon after John got home a plan was hatched to meet up with the same friends, Steve and Stuart, but details were vague. John got in touch with Steve to ask if they were still interested and without hesitation he agreed. Three weeks later Emma, John, Steve and Stuart found themselves on a road trip heading to the. "Now do me one more favor and wipe your cock ondixie's nipples. Yes, that's it. Let a little of your skeet dangle on hernips. I love to see dixie's nips covered in jism!"Composing herself, Stacey puffed on her cigar. "dixie, darling. Do I haveto repeat myself? Do tell me about your visit to the prison. And in minutedetail. Or must Ramon fuck that lovely ass of yours, too?" She twirled herfinger around a long thick string of cum that swung from my chin and dabbedmy numb lips with it. "What you. That never happens. He was so perfect; I had fit like a glove…That’s it. I have to get him inside of me again. I just have to! We got to the corn maze, and Colin grabbed Lindsay’s hand and rushed into the gigantic labyrinth. “I guess it’s me and you, kiddo.” Henry said as he patted me on the head. I roughly moved his hand away from my head. “Nobody puts their hand on my head unless I give them permission to. Understand?” I cut out sharply, and Henry put his hands up in submission. I didn’t mean. All I could think about was shoving my cock into her wet, tight pussy and filling it up with my cum. I was well past the point of no return when suddenly a light shone in from outside through the half open door. The room became illuminated in bright light. My immediate thought was my wife has come home. I watched in horror as the door fully opened and, as if in slow motion I saw, not my wife, but my wifes older sister poke her head inside. I could only stare at her as her expression changed.