Holy Fuck. I’m gripping the tweezers hard in one hand and the edge of the countertop in the other. I feel like I could tear the marble off and clo...bber him with it. I must think of the perfect retort that will put him on his heels. “Fuck you,” I growl, missing my intended mark by a bit. I lean past the door’s molding to see where he is and he’s right there, still naked, still a little wet in a couple spots. I was ready to really get into it with him, but he’s so close it startles me.. Where did you come from?’ You whispered softly into my hair, pressing a kiss there as your hands roamed my body freely, squeezing and massaging. I tilted my head back and met your gaze again, searching, searching, the vulnerability cutting me so deep. I leaned in until our noses brushed and made the only reply I could. ‘Where have you been?’ You chuckled and tangled both hands in my hair, claimed my mouth again. I shuddered, the intense pleasure I felt at your nearness overtaking me, gasping. As her sister’s blouse was shed to the floor and her white 32A bra was all she was wearing on her top. Next she shed her jeans, kicked off her slippers and soon was dressed only in her panties and bra. Joy was impressed by her tits, that she really hadn’t seen in several months that were captured in the garment, but showed her recent development. Joy wondered what she looked like topless. She did notice that Katie’s panties were damp at the crotch, probably. The more my tongue flicked back and forth on her nipple, more she leaned over to give me more work to do. Somewhere during all this, I got the sense that my cock was getting overly sensitive and even more alive and harder than before reaching farthest end of her depths inside her cunt. My always heavy hung balls had knotted up and were pushing on her pussy entrance. Soon the contractions started with a shuddering sensation felt first in my balls, inner thighs and toes and quickly these pulses.