And to make it worse, I’m a salesman, so I’m constantly introducing myself to new people every day. ‘Gonna find me someone to love this year?’...‘Where’s your bow and arrow?’ ‘Are your wings stuffed under that sweater? Very fucking funny. I couldn’t wait for Valentine’s Day to be over, because at least the jokes slowed down. This year was no different. Everyone that I spoke to felt the need to make a joke about my name, but because I am generally a nice guy, and a good salesman, I had no choice. "I climbed into Faith's saddle and eased my cock into her surprisingly still wet pussy while Hope snuggled close and fondled us both as I fucked her older sister. It turned out to be a long night, one in which none of us got to sleep before the crack of dawn, by which time Faith had to get up and get ready for work. I pitied her having to work on no sleep but, as I fixed us some breakfast, she kissed me and said that she would be okay, especially after such a fantastic family bonding. I didn't even know if he was married. He didn't wear a ring and he didn't have any personal pictures in his office. He was in his early forties and starting to go bald. He was tall and skinny and quiet. For some reason he had always kind of given me the creeps. But there isn't anything that I could point to and say that was what bothered me about him. He was not one of the men that flirted with me and tried constantly to get in my pants. He stared at me whenever I was around his office. But he. He started working his tongue between her labia before finally sliding it up and concentrating on her engorged clitoris. He expertly used his tongue to get Lily aroused before easily sliding two fingers into her wanting pussy. He seemed to know exactly where to rub his fingers as he curled them upwards and rubbed along the front of Lily’s vagina. Lily’s breathing became erratic in between little squeals and yelps of delight, her torso was twitching and felt alive. The boy continued working her.