Why, what would mother say?’ Ed, newly gay, sighed somewhat exasperatedly. It was impossible to reason with his little sister when she was like thi...s. He really ought to have gone with the note-on-whiteboard-idea. ‘It’s not a matter of choice, Charles. I can’t just flick a switch and turn it off, you know. And mother’s dead, so it’s a moot question.’ His sister eyed him with irritable frustration. ‘Well, can’t you be bi, or something? At least that’s fashionable. All the fashionable people are. I grabbed her head and shoved her down on my cock, pushing down to the base as I felt her gag. She was struggling for air so I let her up, only to hear her yelling at me to fuck her face even harder. I was only too happy to comply, holding her down as hard as I could while feeling her throat convulse around my cock. I was so close to cumming, but I wasn't going to let that happen just yet so I spun her over and buried my face in her pussy to give my ready to spurt cock a break. she was wet all. My wife allowed me to have this small sanctum in return that she got the rest of the house to decorate at her whim -- it was worth it despite the color choices she picked for the bedrooms. Next to my gaming PC was a security monitor, where I could check on various rooms of our four-bedroom house in the suburbs, including the living room where the seven women were gabbing. Curious, I turned up the volume to listen in what they were talking about."My husband and I have been trying to get pregnant. It didn't really bother me much since I kind of knew the feeling. Sexual curiosity came for her before me. Before long, I would return the glances back at her. She developed into a beautiful woman. Her hair was long, silky smooth, and black. She had beautiful, bright, green eyes. Her figure was rather petite, she only weighed ninety-four pounds. She had a cute, small, perky, round ass. And nice c-cup, teardrop shaped, breast. She made a few more advances on me. I pushed them aside, but not in a.