Without a word, she came through the door of Aaron’s little office at home, turned away from him as she got naked and got down on all fours. Her pus...sy was wet as usual. The weather was warm so he only had some lounging shorts on and they were quickly out of the way. Her soft squeals as he plunged to the bottom of her horny twat in three strokes were music to his ears. Assuming this position was her signal that she just wanted raw fucking so he slammed against her buns until he groaned out his. When she has only the first digit in, she pulls back slowly, causing Jewel to moan as her finger drags against the inner walls. On the next push, Clarissa buries most of her finger in before pulling back out. Within a minute, Clarissa has established a steady pace as she fucks the sticky cum back into her sister’s hot cunt.Jewel moans, “Clarissa, you’re fingers are so fucking good...”“Do you like that?” the older sister purrs hotly.“Yes...” Jewel replies with a gasp. “But your ... your tongue. ” Despite myself I couldn’t help but agree.That evening concluded with another wank each and me eating James’s cum again.We went to our respective rooms and I lay awake confused. At turns repulsed by what happened and turned on by thoughts of James’s body and cock. I slept fitfully and woke up to an empty house.I dressed and started work on the proof reading I was doing to earn money over the summer.In the early evening I heard James’s car pull up and he walked into the house. He smiled and. "Our next series of items will be sold as a lot. Thirty-six books from the Franklin estate."Eric glanced across the room, as the auctioneer described the collection in more detail, noting the rather mousey woman who had yet to place a bid, but who now sat forward on her chair.Lorene Crutcher was small in stature, standing only five feet tall. Her vivid green eyes offset her pleasant but otherwise unremarkable face. Her sandy hair was sprinkled with gray, revealing her forty-two years. Eric had.