She introduced her finger and touched my shaft.“Do you like it? Do you like to fuck your sister?” She asked me.“I love it, I love your body, I l...ove your pussy, and your tits.”I thrust again, harder and faster. Valentina screamed. I slammed her big ass and then placed my hand on her boobs again. I moved them in a circular way, as if I were massaging them.“Do you like my tits, little bro? Do you like playing with them?” She asked again.“Yeah, I loved them,” I said as a I grabbed her left boob and. But I did get another idea as a beautiful blonde bombshell walked into the mat with two baskets of laundry.She stood about 5'7" with the nicest set of C-Cups that I had seen in a long time, and a tight little bum, and wonderful legs that sprouted out of a pair of booty shorts. She was enough to make an old man go into cardiac arrest! And as she came in and out with the two baskets of laundry, I felt myself staring, and I felt my computer straining against my wrists because of the monster that. Bass put the car in park and looked over to me. I couldn’t make out the expression on my face but it seemed cautious and slightly mischievous. I gave him a wink. “ I think I can handle some new job duties.” I reached over and gave his cock a little squeeze through his pants. “Well then I will see you tomorrow bright and early tomorrow 8 o'clock sharp.” Shit was I going to have to wake up an hour earlier now? Well whatever I guess that would be fine… “See you then.” I told him and got out of. " he said, passing me a pint. The pub was surprisingly full. Tourist trade, I thought, as we looked round for somewhere to sit. We found two good seats in an alcove in a side room. We sat down and looked at each other."How do you feel?" was his opener."Surprisingly good, actually. When it all happened on Fateful Friday, I was just consumed in the pain of anger, of personal hurt, of revenge, of despair, of... Oh I don't know, just so much. I couldn't read, I couldn't think straight, I couldn't.