I could easily see why my brother felt like he was in love with her.As she leaned forward to spit again and rinse her mouth, her pussy was practically... in my face, wet and pink. My eyebrows shot up and I looked up in the mirror. She was watching me.She smiled, shut the water off and wiped her mouth with a facecloth. "You up early, or up late?" Oh, uhm, I had a bad dream and woke up. Heard a noise in here, I thought you were…" David. Yeah, I could tell." She brushed the cloth around her neck. "A. She leans in close, her soft, musical voice no more than a whisper… “I think the third button as well, my dear.” All I can or need do is nod as she pulls the button free and smooths the fabric open, revealing more cleavage than I had thought I should.Oma kisses the back of my head, her hands gently kneading my shoulders before she sits.Oma’s pleased and my confidence and strength rebound, doubled. I am her when she was me. I have seen pictures and heard all my life how much we are alike, how. "Won't work. With you down here, you are open and vulnerable. Even at the risk of creaky stairs, I would probably try to sneak down during the night." Before Tory could voice another argument, Mitch gently kissed her lips. "It's getting late. Why don't you go to bed? I can make up the sofa just fine. No more arguments."As Tory got ready for bed, she couldn't get Mitch's kiss out of her mind. Using the pretense of offering a warmer comforter, Tory slipped on a robe over her pajamas and quietly. I surely have others that she can help me live out as well.As I stated in the first installment, typically, my wife is less inclined to be kinky and stretch the bounds of our sex life. She is perfectly happy to have me fuck and suck her to orgasm regularly. Fortunately for me, she is usually willing to try some kinky things that would probably be considered totally wild and crazy by most people.We had recently bought a new bedroom suite. While we had been shopping for the new bedroom furniture,.