His hooked fingers exerted even more pressure and began to move more rapidly while his Sister gyrated, twisted and tried to escape his grasp. Suddenly she stiffened as he held her then screamed an ear piercing screech, his legs and crotch were suddenly soaked as she ejaculated, she, of course didn’t fountain as had happened with his other two women, she was belly down, none the less her quantity was immense. She looked bedazzled as her eyes sought his, “What the fuck just happened?” She gasped. reality “I think you came,” he calmly answered. “Jesus Ryan, that was unbelievable, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.” “I take it you liked it then?” “I can’t tell you how much.” “I wish you could have seen your face, I can’t believe how similar women’s faces are when they’re in pain and when they’re cumming.” “Yeah well, they’re kinda alike...no, that’s not right, it’s more like they’re opposite ends of the same spectrum, both can hurt and both can feel good...am I making any sense Ryan?” “I can’t answer that, I’m not a woman. Guys it’s poke, poke, cum, feels good, wait twenty minutes and try again, you gals, totally different. Stupid us, guys I mean, we chase the hell out of you females and you win, you cum and cum again, amateur shit, sex is more fun for you than it is for us.” She stuck her tongue out at him and flipped him the bird. “Life’s a bitch, Brunette ain’t it?” she teased. “And so’s my Little Sister,” he said. He swatted her nearly perfect ass and told her to get up on her hands and knees. She was spectacular from behind, her pussy was still dripping some of her ejaculate, his tongue laved her slit tasting her nectar. She arched her back raising her bottom for his attention, he didn’t disappoint, from the top of her slit down to her vagina with blowjob a momentary pause to suck her urethra like it was a tit, he tasted her urine tainted fluid then further down. He lapped her perineum, the small patch of flesh between her vaginal slit and her anus, then he rimmed. His cute sister made some strange noises as the tip of his tongue parted her outer sphincter. He could smell her and taste her, once he’d opened her she had a funkiness that brought to mind damp mossy earth, he reveled in her nasty fragrance, he moved up and mounted her. Ursula gasped as he took her, nine inches of cock forced in was a lot to absorb, she moaned as he rode her like he owned her, his cock pounded deeply into her vagina, she screamed, “Fuck me, Goddamnit, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeee.” Synergism, a melding of shared desires, his cock pounded into her, her cunt accepted it with heartfelt screams, she wanted a pounding, he wanted to pound, he gave her the ride of a lifetime. To Ryan an unknown phenomenon began, aside from his Sister screaming and uttering what sounded like an unknown foreign language, her thighs began to Hardcore tremble, he’d heard of leg shaking orgasms but he’d never witnessed one, he had now. He jammed his cock into her then simply held her around her hips until, after about thirty seconds, she fell to the mattress. “Wow and Jesus Christ in a shoe box, we can do that again,” Ursula gushed. “You can’t imagine what it was like.” “Guess not Sis, I don’t have a pussy, but I’m glad you do.” “Me, too, Ryan, Jesus, I mean...” He reached and got the Swiss Navy lube and smiled at her, “My turn,” he told her. His fingers probed and prodded her anus as he lubricated her, he was opening her further, his fingers parted her outer and inner sphincters opening her to her rectum, her scent was more distinct now, in spite of her enema earlier she had a slight sewer like scent, he raised her to her knees, caressing her breasts and stroking her vulva. They're already gossiping about it.” I trembled. JULIA Liz then got up to kneel between Havana's knees and rubbed lotion no one thigh then the other. We talked about the weather and her children.She asked me if I lived reality close by. “I can’t!” I grinned at my Hardcore power, the heady rush building through me. “Fill that cunt,” she growled at me. “Give it all to me.” At this point we began talking about the things that made her uncomfortable such as her father joking about her mother’s big boobs and Carol’s small boobs. “Thursday: you Brunette can use only a towel and have to order a delivery” Creton All at once, there was a big gasp of air, again. “Oh yes, my darling. "Dr Windred," said Laura, after she'd greeted the two assistants, "I have to say, I'm not actually sure what I'm supposed to be helping you with here." Today you will love it, I assure you”. I lay awake drinking in her closeness and intimacy as the sun rose and Chloe slept deeply contently safely. She picked out a pair of yellow lace panties and the matching bra. I didn’t have a plan – before, it was to get people to watch, but now they were, and they weren’t doing anything to help me. Wheezing and wincing from the pain in my stomach, feeling nauseated as all hell, I stood up again, blowjob even more slowly. So I can be an asshole like my father? Oh, I'm sorry man. Why don't you do your coach then? Muscles were gone, and his head leaned back with his mouth agape. I tried to focus on what she said, but the gears in my brain turned rather slowly, trying to formulate some kind of reasonable response to this person who looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place amateur her.