I'm afraid I rarely enter the library with a great deal of hope these days. Mostly if there's a book I think is worth reading I buy it (Often second h...and from charity shops, I admit. Okay, I'm a cheapskate, but it's fun going through the shelves) On this occasion, I was happy to find a recent publication by Freya North. Yes, I admit it, I read romantic fiction as well as write it. Actually, I learn a lot from reading other people's work. That would keep me occupied for a bit, anyway.With time. "Mary laid down on the bed, and Joseph slowly licked her pussy for about five minutes. Mary came twice under his tongue, squeezing his muscular, tight shoulders each time she came.Then Joseph looked at me. "Go ahead," I said.Mary then said, "Are you sure, honey?" Go ahead. You both enjoy yourselves."With that, Joseph slowly inserted his eight inches into Mary, and she let out a quiet yelp, and then she wrapped her legs around him, while he sped his thrusts up. Within a couple of minutes, they. Even if it’s… old business.”“He didn’t really fuck me in the Blazer,” she said. “He was going to, but… he just shot all over my stomach and bra before he could get it in. Then he wouldn’t talk to me the rest of the way home.”“I’m sure it was all a little more than he bargained for,” I said. She shrugged again and looked around the empty yard like she was expecting someone.I don’t know if it occurred to me at that moment, or sometime shortly thereafter: the challenge that Suzie Bowen would. “Now for some real enjoyment!” He grinned.I was about to find out as to why my sister was so noisy, in a way I could almost understand her predicament with a cock this big. He moved over my body, the huge cock in his hand. I pulled him down to me; I didn’t want his to see any signs of stress, as I knew there would be. Feeling his cock as he butted it up against my pussy he encircled it within my entrance as to pick up some of my juices. It was then that I sensed the starting of pain as he eased.