Then it changed. And it changed because they recognized two things. One, teenagers are horny - both boys AND girls. And two, both the boys and the gir...ls were looking for romantic partners outside the church. You know the traditional bit that betrothal occurred several months before the actual marriage, right? Well in some Orthodox cultures, that was license to have sex because the crowning was a foregone conclusion. All those ladies like Mrs. Orlova and Mrs. Krasteva and Mrs. Romanova see. I started to pant with the exertion of the fuck. My mind raced in tandem with my fucking. Ok, baby, that's what you want. My spunky sperm coating the walls of this bitch's womb. That's what you're going to get. Your hands. Stroking me. Oh, God, I'm fucking. Her. For you. I'm going to come. In her. For you. Your hands. Stroking. Stroking. Stroking. Oh God. Bitch. Going. To get. My load. Of cum. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh now!The tip of my cock was inside Megan while the rest of the slimy shaft was. As my mum sat there pleasing my naked sister in front of my very eyes I knew I had to release my cock from its denim prison. I unzipped my fly and my jeans slid naturally down to my ankles and next to join them were my boxers. My cock was out and hanging freely now and twitching with desperation. I grabbed it in all of its thickness and stroked it slowly at first as I watched my sister moaning in pleasure and my mum rubbing her own moist clit through her panties as she licked away. ‘I love you. I was insinuating one of the big cock types from our past but she thought I meant one of our friends. I didn’t push this envelope to hard as I didn’t want to upset my beautiful wife and wanted her to partake as a willing partner in any sexual tryst. The only time she showed any signs of breaking, was when she suggested that she would like to get a tattoo just above her shaved pussy. I was intrigued with this suggestion and enquired what the tattoo would be exactly. “I want a tattoo that says.