Valerie grew wild between them. She thrashed so blindly that both of the men were nearly thrown loose from her clutching orifices. With the two pricks... jetting their thick, hot cream into her bowels, Valerie felt her cunt tighten and relax in time with her clenching asshole. Her fists opened, her nails clawing at Richard's freckled shoulders. Her back bowed and sprang back under her brother-in-law's continuous thrusts, her buttocks squeezing down on the buried shaft of his cock. The volcanic. Once there, Barbie simply lay on her bed and spread her legs. Her adaptation to this new thing had been swift, once the pain of the initial intrusion faded. She didn’t dwell on it. She just accepted it. From a psychological perspective, it was simple. She loved her brother and, in this case, that love trumped the external societal influences that tried to tell her doing this with her brother was wrong, illegal, dangerous, and sinful.Her message was obvious to both Bobby and Julie. In Bobby’s. His latest dream work was to watch me and another man! Well I have to say that I was more then a bit shocked, I am not a prude or anything and have always encouraged my husband to openly talk about his fantasies but this one was different.We were both about 35 at the time and married for almost 10 years so I don't even remember what its like to be with anyone other then my husband. He continued his story and I actually felt a little bad for him because he sensed my negative reaction and was. Is everything okay? I asked, with obvious concern in my voice. Yeah, he said. It just kind of hurt a little at the end. Did you like what I did? I asked. Yeah. It felt ticklish, he said with a big smile. I smiled and said, Good, honey. Im glad you liked it. Now you know how to make yourself feel better. The smile quickly faded, and David seemed a little taken aback. Youre not going to do it for me anymore? he asked, almost whining. Well, no, honey. This is something people normally do.