”“I was going to offer you a guest room at my house,” I said.“That’s not necessary. I’ll be staying here with my son most of the time, any...way.”I saw my sister glaring at her out of the corner of my eye.“How is he?”“Sore. Tired. They removed his IV a short time ago. He’s still on the monitors, but there don’t seem to be any complications.”“Good. If you don’t mind, I’d like to talk to my sister for a moment.”“Not at all,” she said.I took Stephanie’s arm and guided her, against her will, out of. Once in us staid glued. Took tm then started fking. She was so wet, a slurping sound came. I changed to spoon, then she on her side I was on knee, then standing fm back, finally standing facing with all body touch. Can’t hang for long, I said am Cumming, she said on my pussy hair. I did that. It was 3PM. We dressed and talked, suddenly in few minutes she asked for a backrub, she opened top and lay flat. I sat on her ass, made a little move and there she is, asked me to getup, opened herself in. “Hold fire, Jack! All clear!” Came Dean’s voice.Dean had entered the salon, his hand on his weapon beneath his coat, and had only taken one step when a man stepped out from behind the bar and told him to freeze. Dean did so, his eyes tracking the shadowy movement in the dark room, barely visible in what little light made it past the wall to his left.The shape came closer, two or three steps until Dean could make him out more clearly. When the guy opened his mouth to speak, raising his gun, and. I looked at his face and his lips parted in a smile. His chest steadily expanded and contracted. His breathing was controlled, not like mine. His stomach was firm and, yes, there was a slight pot belly forming low down. I cannot say much about his thighs except to say that, between them, hung the object of my fantasy. His pubic hairs were trimmed, manicured even, sitting just atop his thick shaft under which his big balls sac was tight up against his groin. One thick vein meandered along the.