As a novena. As a prayer. It's my most treasured possession. (Well, Isabel is, but I can’t call her a possession, because it would be like saying yo... own a cat. Cats grace us with their presence. Isabel does, too.)We've been together for just a few months. A few fragmented, Roman-candle-burning-hot months. It hasn't been easy. A stolen kiss here. A silent coupling there. And a repressed acknowledgement that every single time might very well be our last time. We're both moving, filled with. As I looked in, I could see T, his back was towards me and the water was running down his muscular, black back and firm ass. My heart skipped a beat when he turned and I saw his big black cock swing side to side. His cock looked massive and thick as it hung between his legs and slapped against his thighs. His shaft had thick veins running the length of it and a fat, mushroom head. He looked so sexy and beautiful, his grey and black chest and pubic hair drew my eyes in like a magnet. Older men. "She was the annoying little sister that you always had tagging along, but she grew up pretty cool. I haven't talked to her that much recently, but Jamie says she cuts quite a swath through the boys." Do you think she'll freak about our living situation?" I asked."No, I think she'll be cool with it," she answered."Did they say when they'd be back?" I asked."Around 10PM, sir," she replied."Well then, go get Chrissy and get dressed," I said. "I'd like to take the two of you out to dinner."She ran. Überrascht schlug ich die Augen auf und hoffte eine der Zwillinge zu sehen. Aber es kam noch besser. Meine Strandschönheit hatte, von mir unbemerkt, mit ihrem Boot angelegt und sich über mich hergemacht. Wassertropfen glänzten an ihrem Körper und ihr nasses, langes Haar kitzelte meine Oberschenkel. Sie grinste mich an und stülpte ihren Mund über meinen hoch aufgerichteten Schwanz. Es schmerzte ein wenig, aber bald war alles wie weg geblasen. Ich spielte an ihren kleinen festen Brüsten, die sie.