"I dropped to my knees on the wooden floor and looked at him again. His cock was rock hard and poking out of the fly of his boxers. He was slowly stro...king it as I watched. My eyes seemed glued to it."I know you like what you see, cocksucker. Why don't you get over here and put those sweet lips to good use? I wanna see you crawl on the floor to suck me off."I did as he asked, crawling on my knees to the couch until my head was over his crotch. He smelled spicy and musky, a smell that I now. Yeah, I have always loved your boobs. But your face, your mouth, your eyes, your smile ... nothing’s more beautiful than your face.”I hadn’t heard my husband say anything remotely like that for several years. It felt really good, even coming from my horny, pervy little brother. I unbuttoned the rest of my blouse and let it fall open. I kept going through the pictures.I dropped my shirt to the floor. Standing there in my jeans and bra, I kept swiping through images. I held the phone in one hand. It was the most intense, wild fucking of my life. When it ended, we just lay still for minutes, gasping and panting. She collapsed on me and then rolled over, both of us gasping for air, unable to move or speak. She reached down and touched my deflated cock, ‘That was a pretty good snack, but I could go for a little dessert.’ ‘You have some appetite,’ I said. ‘That’s right, mister. I’m a hungry woman.’ She got up on her knees and moved down between my legs and started licking cum off my cock. I. I could hardly breathe, it was so sweet. Her pussy was hot, hot like I had never felt before. If I didn’t know better I would have thought she was running a fever. She used both hands to caress my cock, one of them cupping my balls and gently scratching them with her nails. It felt good through the pain, and when she did the same with my cock I let go of a gasp. “Are you ready?” she whispered in my ear. “Yes, I am.” She turned off the water, and I followed her to the bedroom. Since the.