"Yeah, I mean, it's a change. A lot of work." Yeah, you're telling me. But I'm glad I'm away fromhome, you know? I love the independence in thispla...ce. I like having my own place. I can finallymasturbate without having to worry about anyonewalking in on me."I nearly choked on the soda when he said the word"masturbate". I wasn't aware that we had become THATclose that we could talk about masturbation in such acasual manner."I see," I said, a couple seconds late."Meh, I shoot off in the. She felt his tongue in between her legs, and she immediately groaned in pleasure. His tongue went all over her. On top of her, on her sides, and even inside her. He licked her clit slowly, and when she thought she was gonna cum, stopped him. ‘Not yet,’ she whispered. He smiled at her again, and continued eating her out. Oh, she was gonna cum, she knew it, but she didn’t want it to be over. She tried to hold it in, but when he softly told her not to, she let go. Her juices flowed, and she let. Donna, like my wife, dressed so conservatively that you really never saw much skin. She had a pleasant personality. She wasn’t obnoxious or irritating. She just seemed like family to me, so this felt really awkward.What I didn’t know about Donna was this; she had been holding her entire family together all by herself for over the last fifteen years. Her husband had medical issues. All the different medications he is on had rendered him incapable of taking care of himself. Although Donna never. She remained very apprehensive in the beginning that what we had done in their bedroom was wrong, but she did it anyway, her need was so great.After we had finished, I got up, dressed, and went home, I told my wife that I didn’t think this was going to work out. I told her, “Your sister is extremely tight and it was hard getting inside her extremely tight little pussy. I think it was even harder with her than you were in the beginning and you remember how hard it was for us.”However, my wife.