But once it was off she pulled me to her and our chests come together. I lifted my lips to kiss her.“Yuck, no,” she laughed. “Nothing like kissi...ng your brother.”“But ... I’m ... We’re...”“You’re going to put your fingers in me and suck on my nips until I come. I’m going to close my eyes and pretend you’re Logan Lerman.” I had no idea who that was; figured he must be somebody at school she had a crush on. Oh well. Whatever she needed. My sister was stretched out naked beside me and I had full. Every time I came over, she would offer me home-baked cookies and a tall glass of milk. I visited her at least once a day for most of my childhood. But, mere days after my eleventh birthday, she passed away. No one knew the true cause for her passing, but many believed the cats turned on her and ate her alive. I never believed such a thing. I had often fantasized about seeing her again, but knew it was nothing more than wishful thinking. Yet there I stood, feeling like an excited little girl. I want you. Fuck me, fuck me hard." I guided his cock in to my open cunt and with a thrust of his slim hips, Jean-Luc was up me and fucking me. It was all I could do no to scream; as his fat hard cock stretched my tight wet cunt wide open. Our mouths were locked together again as he began a slow rhythmic thrusting up me. He had one hand under my arse, his fingers slipping inside my cunt, and his other hand was inside my bra stroking my tits. I was in paradise; Jean-Luc's gentle hands softly. If he can deal with that, we should get going." The only thing better would be if you drove and I rode behind you," grinned Billy. "We'd both have our hands full." Dad! These awful men lust after your wife. You must feel terrible," pouted Naomi as she concealed her grin."Don't worry about me," deadpanned Jeff. "Charlotte, that's not the handlebar you're gripping so tight!" Sorry, Mr. Wilson!" laughed Charlotte as she went along with his joke. "I bet I can steer with it though. It feels like a.