.. if she let him fuck her... it would be illicit incestuous adultery.The lovely girl just stood there with the towel wrapped ineffectually around her...body, unable to totally cover either breasts or pussy. John covered the space between them in two paces and he pulled her close.The heat of Cheryl's body pressing against him, the warm flow of her breath on his cheek, and the feel of her breasts firm against his chest all combined to work their magic on the horny policeman. His cock slowly. He went with the pink this time instead of the black.There was a great panty and garter belt set. Matching lace and frilly.That might have been the problem with the other set, the black set. Toosultry for a first time, he needed something.....kind of innocent. There was just a little more to the back of the 'mantie' but most of itwas still going up his butt. Marc took a second to turn to check hisshaving handy work. He found al ass that was still rock solid but smoothas stone, partially. She's just a lucky bitch is all. Maybe Christabella's working some voodoo shit on her or something.” Violet grinned in victory. “Go on, Aria.” she goaded. Aria sighed and continued. “Edgar, I dare you to lose your pants. That's the best I can do for ya, buddy.” Edgar nodded in acceptance, and stood, undoing his belt and dropping his pants, revealing a pair of grey boxer briefs, well filled in the front. It looked like Jet might die of joy on the spot, and Violet took a good hard look herself.. I had thought that amazing feeling couldn’t be bettered. I had been wrong. From the first long, deep penetration I could feel the difference. Devoid of the unnatural plastic barrier, I could feel all the ridges and undulations on his thick shaft as it passed through my tight, hyper-sensitive entrance. I breathed in suddenly; he paused. “Did I hurt you?” he asked anxiously. I shook my head vigorously. He smiled broadly. “That’s good!” Then he began to make love to me as we always should have.