Hell, yes!” Amy’s snatch grew slicker and juicier with each stroke of her bouncing up and down on me.I grabbed my sister’s buns and she really w...ent crazy with her lust, her repeated kisses to my face and neck exhibiting her affection and passion as well. We had been lovers for quite a while, in fact, and once we became intimate, we never stopped it or even slowed down. I adored my Anastassia, and I certainly loved Mom, but Amy ... Amy was my soulmate, the greatest love of my life. I could never. She whispered so that only I could hear:"They are real sugar. No plastic, no silicone, just one hundred percent Marta."She twisted from side to side and shook them in my face and then she moved back down my body until she was sitting on my lap again. She ground her pussy against the lump in my trousers and smiled as she felt the stiff cock trying to bust through my pants to get to her love box and that caused her to grind even harder."Oh sugar, is that for little 'ole' me? Did this old hag. .. We fucked for another hour or so, I just could not get enough of her pussy. She took my thick cock like a champ so eagerly. We finally finished and had not really said a word to each other. We stood up naked, me still hard, and she sucked my cock. A wonderful sight that is. I came once more in her mouth she smiled and said to me "you can go if you need to I will clean up". She picked up her dress and modestly covered herself and left me in my office to get dressed. I got myself. I don’t have a curfew or anything,” Gianni revealed.“It’s a plan. Just gotta stop by my house real quick.”Gianni took in the impressive Greek Revival house. ‘These folks got money,’ he thought. ‘I’ll be like them some day.’When they arrived at the residence, Mason was already there. Ryker was ordering pizza and wings for later. Lance pulled out a bottle of gin he’d swiped from his parents’ liquor cabinet. He poured a glass for everyone.They hung out in the sleek kitchen. Gianni asked if anyone.