I heard Ryan make a strange sound behind me, a mix of a gurgle and a growl. “Get up here, bitch,” Ryan said in a deep voice staring at Crystal, pu...ling his cock out of me, “You’re gonna ride this shit ‘til you scream.” My sister smiled wildly as she crawled out from under me, following Ryan who had went to the other side of room, and sat on a chair. I squeezed my big boobs together (I don’t know how chicks don’t do this ALL the time!) as I watched my sister’s sweet ass sexily saunter over to. .. ?"The brunette exhaled, thought for a moment. "My wife and I," he waved the double band on his left ring finger, "have been doing this for two years now. "I've been full time for about a year." Full time! Oh my God! You mean -"There was an eternal silence after Peter choked off his shout. The lovely face opposite him seemed to fold up into itself as tears welled from the eyes. He raised his hands, covered his face, and turned for the door."No," Peter yelled, leaping, scrambling in his heels.. I carried her over to the table and set her with her legs hanging off the side. I kissed her lovely full lips and teased her with the tip of my tongue. She responding and our tongues mingled together in a long sensuous kiss. She pulled off my shirt and ran her fingers through the hair on my chest and pinched my nipples. I slid my hands up under her firm breasts and gave them a little bounce. She grinned and asked if I was having fun. I told her that she was so perfect that I could not believe. She had light colored hair and it was pinned up - professional looking.She had a face like off of a fashion magazine. I remember thinking, andI thought this way all the time with girls: "I wish I had the confidenceto go over and talk with that lady."But I did not have too. She saw me and came over. She said, "Freddy?Freddy Tasker?"I said, "Yeah".She was smiling at me. Like she knew me.Then I saw those eyes. They were beautiful eyes. But I guess when youplay ball you recognize people by.