I took a long sip of my coffee, trying to keep my hands from shaking as my eyes slowly roamed down his body. My thoughts started to wander again, won...dering what his cock was like. I’d only ever been with my husband which spurred my curiosity. As my eyes reached his groin area, I saw his cock twitch beneath his boxers. My eyes immediately darted back up to his, which were fixated right on mine. I felt my face flush again as he grinned.“Good morning,” my sister chipped as she entered the. She bent over the machines to throw in the separated laundry and add soap. Mark could see her breasts hanging down freely, barely held by her middy t-shirt and he got a great view of the sweat material cupping her tender buttocks. Unable to control himself, he reached out cupping her cheeks in his hands. She smiled over her shoulder, pouring soap and wiggling her can at the same time.“Can’t you wait til we get back to the apartment?”“Not really,” he replied hiding, his now rising pants against. You did baby and it was great too. But how come we never have had anal sex since then and you liked it. Well. because my asshole belongs to Donny. Who? Donny fuckin who?Carter? Donny Carter? what the hell you talkin about I shouted. Was anal sex great on the honeymoon baby while she leaned over and kissed me while grabbing my cock? Yes Kim it was great. I loved fucking your asshole twice a day for 6 days straight it was good for me too Dave, and you have Donny to thank, It was his wedding gift. I ducked back behind my bush, thinking that I better get out of there. She frightened me. But she followed. I looked around. Not a soul in sight. Hardly anyone ever came to this area, where I liked to be naked. I didn't know what to do. She had followed me. She was right behind me, and before I could grab my shorts and get away, she reached out and grabbed my cock. Just like that, she gripped my dick and stroked it. I started to pull away, but the sensation of having her warm hand around.