She asked me, “How about your parents, what do they listen to?” “A bunch of soft rock from the 60s and 70s. Makes my ears vomit, most of it, af...ter hearing it all the time growing up. My mother likes country now, and not the good stuff. My father likes some classical. Surprising some of the stuff he recognizes, like Walter Piston.” “Who?” “American composer. Wrote a lot in the 40s and 50s. My father’s the only other person I’ve ever met who has even heard of him, and I only know that because. " I looked a bit stunned that she mentioned at that point and asked her "which part in particular was it you was thinking off?" Emma switched the TV off, looked back at me and relied "well for starters i want to know what it is about me that makes you think of me in a sexual way, why do you fantasise over me, also when you was saying all the names why did you say Jessica's name?"I took a seat on the sofa next to Emma and replied "well first off i think you hot, i know you my sister and i. ”“I love how wet and yet how tight your pussy is.”I reached underneath her and flipped her over onto her back and she helped me slipped back into her. I now changed pace slowly pushing in and out as Jade held her legs open by gripping her calf muscles.“Oh fuck,” she whispered, “I like to see you, watch you.”She raised her head and looked at my cock as it appeared and disappeared into her pussy.“Yes, yes, oh oh fuck, this is so hot watching you slam into me.”Her hands let go of her legs and. I avoid your clit, keeping to the hole and teasing your perineum with my prodding tongue as you build up. I grow as you climb that cliff, taking slow sweeps upward and bringing that little hard button to the play as well. You’re moaning and writhing growing enough I know you are getting close. I spread you with my fingers and keep licking, keeping you close but never pushing too far, till my jaw aches and my tongue stiffens. Your body is begging for it but I refuse, knowing that tonight we.