She certainly had his attention at the moment. He looked her up and down, licking his lips as he tried to decide what part of her to feast on first. S...ince it had been her generous bosom that had first caught his eye, he decided to start with that. He stepped forward again, getting close to her. His finger traced the outline of her bra, along the top, lightly tracing down one side of the plunging V and then back up the other. Then back again, but this time he stopped for a moment to dawdle in. He leaned close and told her she was beautiful and kissed her hard on the lips again."Jack, the lights," Carrie said as he pulled her into a sitting position so he could remove the dress from her shoulders. He had shaken his head and told her that he wanted the lights on this time. He wanted to be able to see his beautiful, sexy wife's body. He wanted to see her face as he brought her to orgasm. He peeled the dress off of her top and pulled it down around her waist. He then ripped the bra off. When I got home from school one warm spring afternoon I walked into the house were my mother and sister where. I went to a different school than my brothers and got home much earlier. My father also came home much later. As I entered I called out that I was home. My mother answered me and I went into her room. That changed my life forever. There she laid, both breasts exposed feeding my little sister. She was hot, no one else was around and she had lost all need for common decency. She seemed. Which was not far at all. He heard the sound of Carlsen’s booted feet stomping in from the hallway as Carmine clicked out curtly. The hirsute, burly German was wearing a short black biker jacket tonight and black denim cut-offs that barely reached mid-thigh. They showed off his dark, well-defined leg muscles and the sculpted perfection of his abs and pecs. His black, buckled boots were stack heeled and covered in ornate chrome-work. Under different circumstances Rayne would have been impressed..