Gary looked like he didn't know what to do. I bet he's upstairs right now, either hiding in the closet or under his bed." All you Carstairs are like t...hat. As soon as someone wants to get in your pants, you run off and hide. He's just taking after his big sister." I'm still here, I'm not running off anywhere. I had the best time tonight, even if it was cut short by our visitor. I had forgotten how much fun we used to have, fun that didn't have anything to do with sex. Are you going to take me. You can move again," I breathe as he lightly thrust deeper, the sweet ache turning into a burning one. I moan and wrap my legs around his hips as he builds up his tempo, pushing into me harder and faster than before. Every thrust brings a gasp and a moan from my lips, the pleasure peaking as he starts to stroke my breasts and with every thrust he pinches the nipple and with every withdraw he strokes it gently. The sensations soon become to much for me and I climax again, digging my nails into. We kissed and rolled, and kissed and fondled. Our lips hardly left each other all night. I finally broke contact and pulled her to the edge, where I gazed at her wonderful pussy. It was pretty, well trimmed, and sweet. I dived in, and made love to her clit with my tounge. I spelt her name (in caps and cursive), and then started the alphabet. She had a pillow under her head and was watching me feast on her. Keeping up a running commentary about how good it was, then she shreeked! and. Soon, Becky could make out the moans of Ryan’s wife along with the grunts and groans of the man sliding his cock in her ass. She felt his fingers play with her swollen clit as she felt her orgasm approaching. She felt even more violated than before but never felt so sexy as now. So many unknown desires were being fulfilled. “Swallow it all, my little toy. I am about to cum,” her master moaned. Then Ryan’s cock erupted, sending a massive load of cum down her throat. She gagged and quickly.