When she arrived at home she found her husband on the couch watching TV. He looked over at her and said a brief hello and went back to watching his te...levision. Jean made herself a salad and took a hot shower. The heat and force of the refreshing water felt wonderful. Her nipples again hardened under the spray and she lathered them up as she washed her magnificent breasts. Her hand lowered the soap to her full bush and gently lathered it, bringing her clitoris into full erection. She rubbed. We were both able to stand right up to our respective edge of the bed while Jennifer, on her hands and knees like an eager slut, was just tall enough for her back end to be presentable to Miles while my cock at the other end was just within the reach of the brunette's mouth.As Miles put one hand on his dick and the other on Jennifer's ass, Jennifer lifted up her left leg so that her shoe was planted firmly on the mattress while her right knee remained in place. She spread her legs for Miles as. She left us all. I and my dad were heartbroken but my brother was strong determined and steel. Talking about my brother, he was 7 years older than me and after his boards, he cracked medical entrance and got the best college from the national level.As his college was in another state, he opted for our state best college. Dad was a manager at a reputed bank and in those days he drowned himself into lots of work. That time my brother supported me emotionally and mentally. Our bond grew more. I was screaming, and there in front of me was Miss Dean masturbating. I could smell her juices. Again a short break before the final set of six. At least I knew what was coming. I knew the intensity of pain I had to endure. Finally, the twenty-fourth stroke hit home, just as hard as the first stroke. I flopped down on the bench, breathing heavily. My bottom was on fire. Thank goodness it was over. Then, horror! Miss Dean moved the chair right up to my face, and came and positioned her pussy.