Get a grip on yourself, he told himself.Charles did not want to think about Ivy. His mom brought her up, thinking that she was such a nice girl. But h...e would rather not have his mom know the real Ivy. The nasty malicious Ivy. The Ivy who had a grip on his life, literally.Charles had spent half-an-hour in the bathroom, until he walked out of it. He then joined his mom and gramps back in the kitchen. When he arrived, he noticed that all three of them were in the middle of some conversation. He. "My god, Amber! You scared....the......hell......outta....." My words fade from my lips as I stare at her wide eyed. My eyes travelled from her eyes to her long brown hair spilling down over her bare shoulders. They then followed the curve of her body down to her perky breasts, down her beautiful stomach, and down to the neatly trimmed patch of hair. I looked her over again and again. Her nipples were the prettiest shade of pink and were, now, fully erect and alert. "Amber, what are you. I grab his head and begin fucking his mouth fast, taking out my throbbing dick and cumming on his face. I made sure to rub cum on his stupid dimples. I get my wife bend over on the sofa while taking my gear off. I see my wife naked brother go into the room for lube? (I notice he also has a good looking toned bubble butt, must run in the family).I remove her tights and play around with her thong, lifting it up to press against her pussy. My wife is the greatest, nice chest and a thick butt for. She turned to face him with a submissive look on her face. She knew it was too late to stop him. She looked at me thinking I would be upset. I was stroking my dick as I gave her a wink to let her know everything was fine. The “stranger dude” looked at me and said “I’m getting your bitch pregnant.” She had stopped fighting and continued to take the last of his pounding thrust, until he had emptied his balls into her and collapsed on her back. About five minutes went by before he rolled off and.