Strip club rules. If you touch me, I’m calling the bouncer.’ Nicole spun on her heels and shouldered against me out of the kitchen and into her be...droom. I put the dishes from the drying rack back into the cabinets and listened to her rustle through the bags, tissue paper tumbling to her bedroom floor. ‘Sit on the couch. Strip club rules.’ I sat down on the black leather couch of my wife’s sister and waited for her to emerge from her bedroom. She didn’t take long. Nicole walked out in bare. "She strokes it and drools on my head, working in the saliva with my foreskin.I look down at her, "Suck on me, mommy."She looks up at me and pulls my foreskin all the way back. Opening her mouth, she rests my head on her plump lower lip and leans forward, wrapping her lips around it. She salivates over it in her mouth and slides more of me inside her. With one hand, she pumps my shaft, bunching up my foreskin against her lips while she sucks on my head."Uh, fuck mommy," I moan out.She pushes me. So if you’re just joining the story there you go.To say that we returned to a normal life would be a lie. Quite the opposite happened. Tish’s teasing became more intense. I was being forced to watch Tish masturbate daily sometimes twice a day She was getting more and more vocal using words like pussy cunt fuck hole as She fingered Herself. I still wasn’t masturbating hoping She was going to fuck me. It must have been Her plan every ten days or so Tish would fuck me and straddle my face after i. Many guys copped a feel as she was whisked over them. She felt the thumbs squeeze at the thin denim that protected her anus from being ravished. Her jeans stretched but held. Pressure from squeezes still hurt and bruised her. No one was nice. They squeezed her crotch really tight. They wanted to grab their chunk of ass or pussy. A few people grabbed and tore bits of her curly blond hair. She cried when this happened. She finally was surfed to the main mosh pit area right out front the.