For a moment, I wondered if Dad minded. After all, he was still sliding in and out of me, a sensation I was familiar enough with to know that he wasn�...��t far off coming.“To get my brother off,” I replied with a smile.My brother has this condition - it runs in the family, actually. Mom is the only one who doesn’t have it, but she’s such a stupid slut that she’s always happy to help out the rest of us who do.See, everyone in my family has to get off like ten times a day. I don’t know exactly what. If this didn't make his cock go rock hard as soon as he saw it, nothing would. I covered it all with a housecoat.I only had to wait fifteen minutes before the doorbell rang and I opened the door to Keith, he was smiling from ear to ear. As I closed the door behind him and opened up my housecoat, his expression changed, his eyes flicked from my tits to my knickers and back again, he was leering at me. I loved it, it was the first time he'd seen the new trimmer me. He dropped his sports bag on. The ultimate ecstatic sensation at front and back was so strong that Morgan felt his knees buckling but thanks to the black guy fucking his ass, placed his arm under Morgan to hold his hole in alignment to the black cock for proper drilling. There was a pool of sweat as the black sweat dripped on Morgan’s back and his sweat mixing with the strong odor of black guy sweat, ran off Morgan’s thighs, balls and legs. The pleasure was so intense that it was not allowing Morgan to hit the threshold. I helped her load the bags and she asked me to come back for a cup of tea so we could chat and catch up I smiled and said I would follow. I got to my car and could feel my cock start to twitch and the idea of fucking her and was not going to miss the chance of my fantasy.I wasn't long before we where at lisa's house I carried in her shopping and help her put it away as we chatted and waited for the kettle to boil. We were soon on the couch chatting like old times with a little flirting going on.