After a few months I found out he was married but craved man sex and the anonymity of our encounters so I met him less often but enjoyed our jack off ...sessions.Another hot spot was the arboretum which was lush with trees, plants and bushes along with the flowers; I loved to go there for just some quiet time to reflect, think and daydream. One day I was sitting there on one of the benches and heard a rustling in the bushes then a “Psst! Psst! Psst!” I turned and saw a dick between two of the. Her panties were totally wet and I smelled them and it made me more horny. I started licking her clit and fingering her pussy .she had in the meanwhile taken my dick in her mouth and continued to give me an amazing blow job. She started moaning loudly and I guessed she would climax soon .I quickly turned around and shoved my dick in her beautiful warm and wet pussy. I started hammering like a maniac and she started to scratch my back and bite my neck. She then came suddenly and shook and. Instead of shutting up, I continued, saying I wouldn't mind more kisses from her. “Is my big brother asking to make out with his baby sister? Are you perving out on your little sister?....huh?” That last word was said in a sexy and flirtatious tone that it did not sound as bad as what she just asked, if I was asking to make out with my sister.We stared at each other for the longest minute of my life. I slowly lowered my head and our lips finally met. My body felt like a bolt of lighting. ”“Your advice has been noted and absorbed, my husband.”“No need to be so formal, darling Raka. You are my wife, but also soon to have my baby, so keep the formality for official occasions, dear.”“In that case, you can fuck me here and now, for I am still horny despite our baby growing in me.”John was struck by her words, and asked, “Where did you pick up the word ‘horny’, Raka? That comes from my home language.”“Horny? Vickie used it one day, and she told me it meant feeling that you want sex..