Are you listening? There’s a chance I could get pregnant.” Then…”Besides, I want to see all the juice that squirts out of those big balls of y...urs! I bet you come in quarts! Do it all over my tits! Pull your big cock out of my pussy and squirt hot cum all over me!” “OH, FUCK, HERE IT COMES!” No sooner was my cock out of her than I grunted savagely and the first long white stream of cum squirted, arcing up and landed on my sisters face. It splattered obscenely over her left eye and ear, running. Unlike the laughing carefree girl Arlene had grown up with. But Arlene understood that it was probably quite a job to take care of all the things Sylvie did, and she was only too glad to go and help out.Arlene looked out of the window as the airplane started its steep descent toward the airport of the capitol city of the State. Sylvie's words rang in her head as she looked at the tall buildings rising in the distance... and there further on the extending shoreline where she would soon be living. I was about ready to tell Maurice to get back into his new truck and drive it around for a while and let me take photos of his wife all by myself; just her and me. Then he said, "Hey, Miriam, honey, why don't you go over behind that bush and take off your bra and then put your blouse back on. That'll make for sexier photos, won't it, dear?"I was more than just a little surprised when she did just that. She came back swinging her bra by the elastic strap just like a yo-yo. I couldn't believe. When I got back, Kelsey was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting on me. I cleaned her arm off as best I could and finally got the bleeding to stop. “It’s just a surface sc****,” I told her, but she looked like she couldn’t care less. “Ben, what are you doing here?” she finally asked. “I don’t know, honestly. I just couldn’t stand myself after the way I was a few days ago on the phone. I didn’t want to leave things like that between us,” I said, trying to make sense of everything. I really.