Intimately, facing each other, our passion culminates with a thrust of my hips as I finally make love to her.Gorgeously flushed across her cheeks, she... throws back her head and releases a low moan of pleasure. "Matthew... My Matthew... I love you."Hearing my name spilling so beautifully as she surrenders to orgasmic bliss, I brush my lips over her neck, leaving my adoration evident with lustful blemishes. Then with my balls throbbing as her surges constrict around me tightly, I finally release,. Muffled voices. Footsteps. Two pair? Three? Movement around me. Other noises. Then quiet. A cough. A male cough. Thank God for the brandy!I felt amazingly comfortable considering I was sitting blindfoldedin front of total stranger(s) in my own home. "Good evening, Peter. It's a pleasure to meet you, althoughthese are somewhat interesting circumstances. My name is William."His voice was very deep. It had that self-assured quality Iassociate with my peers who have, and are used to. . needing his hands on my sensitive opening. He responds by again massaging my pussy lips . . . with his fingertips from behind.“Do you like that?” he asks . . . as I squirm under the intense pleasure.“Yes!!” I answer, now . . . sounding more like a slut. He keeps touching my drenched pussy as I try to suppress my moans. Then he takes his hand away and falls into his chair.“Come sit here, Missy, and we’ll continue like this,” he tells me, and I obediently get up and sit on his lap, facing him.. " She said and Derrick snapped out of his tantalizing thoughts and recognized his younger sister."Hey Courtney, how are you? Sorry, it has been a long trip." Courtney nodded and they headed out into the storm. Derrick purposely stepped behind her as they made their way through the parking lot. He tried his best to pay attention to the path, but his eyes were firmly focussed on his sister's backside. He could tell that she had been keeping in shape and had taken to their mother's femininity. He.