Margie reached down and pulled her head back gently. Tessa looked up at her, a little alarmed that she might have done something wrong, but Margie jus...t smiled. She pulled the apron off over her head and her breasts slid free, bouncing inches from Tessa's face. Tessa stared, admiring the symmetry of her lover's conical breasts; certainly smaller than her own, but still very enticing morsels in their own right.Margie's breasts were good-sized with large pale nipples. There was the slightest hint. She's biting her lip and definitely not trying to be sexy about it but she's doing things to me even as she withers under my stare. "Well?"She mumbles and mutters, "I'm sorry, I'll get it fixed, I don't know how it happened. I just, er, I don't know. I'm so so sorry. Don't tell my husband, please." Long gone is the calm and restraint and air of superiority. She almost looks cute.Looking down at her and at my car then around at the neighbourhood wondering how on earth I ended up here. Surrounded. The feeling of my cock getting swallowed by my sweet sister’s velvety hot wet pussy was beyond words. The warmth and the fit was perfect for my cock and she started to move up and down on it slowly. It was a like sensual rhythmic dance. She knew Kegel exercise well and she was moving her vaginal muscle in such a way that it felt like a mouth trying to milk my cock. She rocked above me and was bending over me to rub her hard nipples on my lips. I held her nipple one at a time and was sucking. Gazing levelly into my eyes, Aubrey drew her hand out of my shorts and brought it up to my face, her other arm around my waist, holding me up and close to her so that the tip of my bulge was pressing against the crotch of her suit. ‘What I want you to do slave,’ she whispered, running her tongue over her lips, ‘is to slip off those tight shorts and release that big fat cock of yours, then pull my suit to one side and push it inside my tight wet pussy.’ I moaned audibly, struck dumb for the.