Kassidy grinned and turned in her brother's lap to face him, her arms going around his lithe muscular form. "It does? I think my cunny likes your pete... too. It feels all tingly." "My cock", he gently corrected her, pulling her little body closer, so her flat smooth chest was pressing against his, and her legs straddled his waist. Kassidy licked her pink lips and looked down. "Can I see it?"Jack pulled his hard seven inch cock from his boxers. It fell forward, the end landing on his sister's. No matter. She was doing just fine as it was, and he could feel the pressure upon his rod each time she pulled in her cheeks and released them. Her hands grew tighter on his balls-not tight enough to hurt but tight enough to make him wince and moan his joy into the furry plumpness of her snatch.Again and again he whipped her twat with his tongue, scraped it with his teeth, assaulted her cunt until he was sure it would be black and blue instead of prettily pink by the time morning rolled around,. He was a handsome guy, athletic and muscled, a very nice young guy indeed…When I made it to the house I was a real bitch in heat. Being my husband out of town, I figured I could masturbate and get a good rub before dinner.I was going to do it in the shower so I could kill two birds with one stone, get clean fresh and get off. I undressed at the bedroom and then opened the bathroom door, stepped in and went into shock at what I saw. It was my husband’s cousin, Mateo, standing there completely. “I am the priest Mastara and I have come to bring justice and wisdom to Qarth, the greatest city that ever was or ever will be! These are my acolytes, servants of our Gods under my tutelage!” I declared to the smirking, scornful councilors of the Thirteen.“We have no need of new Gods or priests or religions, priest! Go back to wherever you came and take your Gods with you! And your priests and priestesses and acolytes!” the Silk King interjected now.“Yes, we have greater concerns, such as that.