The glass of champagne slipped from her hand clinking as it hit the floor as I pushed her onto her back, our lips still locked in a passionate and fie...ry embrace. Jack was standing in the doorway watching us quietly as my hand slid between her splayed legs gently caressing her clean shaven, moist, puffy lips, tracing and teasing circles on her thighs and lips. Jack cleared his throat to get our attention. “Ladies… Roxie please leave us, you know what you are to do…” He motioned towards the. Without saying anything he hugged me. I also was in heat so I clutched on to him. He got encouraged with my action and began sucking my boobs. His erect tool was saluting from his dhoti. He pulled it off and handed over his cock to me. I gently squeezed it and it jerked at my touch. I kept on stroking it for fun.In the heat of moment he pushed me down and I got on my knees and began sucking his cock. It was bigger and thicker than my hubby’s cock. I was going to get the taste of new cock. I. But I digress.If Monica had one job that summer, it was coming up with new ways for us to fuck. Sometimes she liked to play up the fact that we were related, teasing and touching like a bratty younger sister until I was forced to bend her over (sometimes in our family's garage, sometimes in a more public place). Other times, she liked to play as if we were friends, or even strangers. Los Angeles is a big town, and there were always places to go where no one knew our faces. I went down on her in. She walks even closer to her ocean, noticing the waves are now beckoning with greater regularity than before. She walked until her toes touched the waters edge and she allows the ocean to gently massage her toes. She is comforted by the familiarity of the oceans touch and she ventures even further in as the waves are now reaching her ankles. Her reverie is shattered by the discreet beep of her cell phone. She stops for a moment and fishes her phone out of her pocket of her pants. She sees the.