She whispered, “Oh god, yes, yes, yes!” Her hips were a blur of motion as she came on my face.I was busily licking her clean when she said, “My ...urn.”She spun around and sucked my cock half way down her throat. I looked down to see all seven inches impaling my sister’s face. Her nose was in my pubes. She looked up at me. I could see the lust in her eyes. “i’ve got to fuck you now!” I murmured.She reluctantly let go of my dick and spread her legs wide for me. I quickly mounted her and slid my. His tongue duels with hers, a thrust and retreat that hints of events to come. Even with his lips on hers, she can still feel his touch. It seems to scorch through her clothing. She can feel every touch as his hands lightly cruise up and down her arms, then over her shoulders and along her collarbone. She is alive, shivering with the sensations that send tingles through her body, down between her legs, where it settles to an aching warmth and liquid pull. His hands drift lower, down to where. ” “It has already been special Aunt Carol, it has been great.” “But, it gets better.” She replied as she reached down between her legs and guided my fat young cock toward her wet box.She rubbed the head of my cock back and forth a couple times between her hot cunt lips then aimed it at her hole and slowly sank down on it. She let out a long sigh as my young cock split her cunt lips and penetrated her slick tunnel. I gasped with pleasure I couldn’t believe how tight it felt. I thought she would. Crudele then moved his right hand and grabbed his wife's hair and guided her back between Sara's thighs."Just lick her clit Mary, but leave the rest for me."As his wife's agile tongue found Sara's clit Mr. Crudele reached his left hand down and held it near her vulva. He gestured with two fingers like he was summoning Sara."Here kitty, kitty," he said before he worked those fingers into her pussy. Once inside he curled his fingers again and began massaging Sara's inner pussy wall. It felt very.