I could hear her breathing hard and moaning. I gave those tits that had been stuck in my brain for so many years all the attention they so richly dese...rved.After an extended time spent on her dirty pillows, I continued down, kissing my way down her sexy Buddha belly."Gonna eat me out, baby?" Yeah." My sister slid off her panties. She was still keeping the same grooming habits, but, again, thanks to her, I grew to like my pussies hairy. When I used to watch my sister, I always hoped to get a good. I pulled my fingers out while standing up and releasing my stiff, throbbing cock from my boxers and slowly rubbed my swollen helmet up and down her crack, “Fuck me, fuck my arse” she cried in an impatient voice and I didn’t need persuading.Having got my cock lined up and still tweaking her stiff nipples I slowly edged myself into her wet arsehole, she cried out as I inched my way in, deeper and deeper until I could feel my balls banging against the back of her legs.“OMG” she cried out as I. There wasn't a whole lot of the female, but what there was seemed to please the male. And Bronson had to admit, she did have a certain slender, symmetrical appeal. It came as another surprise when she lowered herself in front of the male. After some more mouth-to-mouth, her head vanished from Bronson's view. "What's going on, you two? I can't see a damn thing but that shit-eating grin on his face." "Well," Freddie paused to clear his throat, a nervous habit endemic to his species, then started. I stashed the box away for later examination. I finished moving her Saturday evening. The rest of the week I thought about how to get to know Fran a little better. Early the next Saturday morning I drove over to Fran's house. The sun was just coming up and the neighborhood was quiet. I called Fran from my cellphone and after several rings she answered. It was apparent that she had been sleeping so I apologized for waking her but told her I had something that belonged to her and wanted to return.