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I was stood at my living room window, 9:30 on a beautiful sunny day. I watched as my neighbours either went off to work, I was on vacation for a couple of weeks, or they were returning from dropping their respective c***dren off at school. Mrs Odslow, who lived opposite our house, waved as she worked in her garden.
It had all the makings of being a perfect day. I finished my coffee and was just turning to take the cup into the kitchen when I saw her car coming along the street.
A white BMW, top down. A woman was driving the car, and I just knew it was my wife’s sister, damn, I thought. There goes my day.
The car pulled into the driveway, she opened the door and swung a pair of long lean legs out of the car. Now don’t get me wrong, her sister, Jayne. Is a really good looking woman, but she’s one of those that knows it! And walks around with a stick up her ass, I know what I’d like to put there, I often thought. Whenever she came over, my wife would panic a little. Her sister always dominated her, trying to change the way she dressed, the way she did this or that, I once told her sister to butt out, and we exchanged quite a few words. On the plus side, she stayed away for quite a while after that, and when she did call, I was given the cold shoulder. “just ignore her” my wife would say “that way I don’t get her going on at me about you”. Jayne thought that my wife could have done better when it came to marrying me.
What Jayne didn’t know was that I was the only guy who ever gave my wife multiple orgasms, I would chuckle to myself when her sister mentioned some of my wife’s previous boyfriends, and how well they were doing. But today my wife wasn’t home, she had gone away for four days on a business trip, so what the hell was she doing here? I thought.
The clue was in the suitcase that she was now pulling from the boot of the car. As she carried the large suitcase up the drive, she tripped and went down.
Now even though I don’t like the woman, my upbringing kicked in. I went out and helped her up, her left knee was bleeding, as was the left hand. I picked her up and grabbed the suitcase, carrying both as we headed for the house.
I placed Jayne on the sofa, and just left the case behind the door, now where was that first aid kit, I thought. Finding it I went back to the sofa, and a now crying sister-in-law.
Ignoring the tears, I took out some medi wipes, and began to clean her knee. “ouch” she shouted as I wiped some crap out of the wound. “If you keep still, it won’t take as long” I added. “You did that on purpose,” she said, pulling the wipes from my hand. “Give them to me I'll do it” with that I stood and headed for the kitchen, might as well make some more coffee I thought.
The phone rang as I turned on the coffee machine. “Hi sweetheart” it was my wife, I was just about to tell her about her sister when she interrupted me. “Has Jayne arrived yet? I’m sorry I forgot to mention that she will be staying with us for a while, her and Richard have had a serious falling out” as my wife is telling me all this, I’m looking over the breakfast bar at her sister. she’s lifted her skirt above her knee to about mid-thigh. Sitting at an angle, her slightly parted knee’s are pointed right at me. My continues to tell me about her poor sister, and all the while I’m watching her sister clean her wounds. Her leg is now stretched out in front of her, as she dabs at the wound with iodine. Now she’s looking through the first aid box for something. He skirt has risen higher as she twists to look through the box, finding what she wanted, she stands up. Turning around, her ass is now facing me. With her injured leg on the sofa, she bends to apply a covering on her knee, but her skirt is too tight, hitching it higher, she now continues. I’m still watching as my wife finishes talking. “So try to be good whilst I’m away, OK sweetie?” I tell her I’ll be extra good around her sister. With that, she hangs up.
Seeing her struggling I offer to help, she turns to look at me and just holds out the dressing.
I move to the living room and take the dressing.
I sit down and ask her to put her foot between my legs, close I know but it’s the best way to dress the wound.
She places her leg on the edge of the sofa, her skirt is still high on her thigh’s as I take the backing off the dressing, a quick glance, and I see that she has white panties on, not old ladies panties either. These are just covering her cunt, and there are no hairs peeping out from the sides. A mental shake of the head brings me back to the job in hand. The dressing applied she leans forward to look at my work. I move to stand up, sliding forward on the sofa. My crotch touches her shoe, she doesn't move right away, as she’s still looking at the dressing, looking up I can see the top of her breasts, encased in a white lace fringed bra, it looks too small to hold her breasts, they seem slightly squashed. Always being a breast man, I get a little twitch in my cock. I’m still looking at her breasts when she speaks. “Which room is mine?” She moves her foot and I stand up. “I’ll show you” and with that, I head off up the stairs, she follows me to one of the spare rooms. “Will this one do for madam?” I ask with a hint of sarcasm. “It will once you bring up my case?” good reply I thought, and left her to it. The room was large enough, it had a shower room, not a bathroom, but it was OK. A large double bed sat against the north side of the room, and there was ample storage. “Just leave the case in the room, I’ll move it once I’ve showered.
I stood in the kitchen, drinking my Lukewarm coffee, as I heard the shower in the spare room.
The thought of her stood washing that body took me by surprise. I grabbed the suitcase and took it to her room. The door was closed, so I knocked. Getting no answer I slowly opened the door and went in. I left the suitcase at the foot of the bed, which just happened to face the shower room. The door was open, and not just a couple of inches. Steam swirled around the room and curled up the open doorway. I was just about to leave when Jayne stepped out of the shower. Her back was to me as she began to dry her body, then she dried her hair. I could see her breasts swaying as she rubbed her head, not all of them, just an angled view as she moved.
She dried her legs, bending from the waist, now I knew why there were no stray hairs earlier, her pussy was bald, smooth. As she dried her legs, switching from one to the other, my view of her changed. Now you see it, now you don’t. I left before I was caught.
She stayed in her room for most of the day, I just kept checking on her every now and again.
I made dinner, something my wife had left for me to warm up. I went and knocked on Jaynes door. “Dinner is almost ready? Your welcome to join me? We have wine?” no answer, I figured she was sleeping.
I was eating when she came down into the kitchen. “Hi want something to eat?” she looked at my plate, and shook her head.”I’ll take the wine though!!” I poured her a glass as she sat down.
I finished eating and cleared the table, I was just heading to watch some TV as she spoke.
“You don’t like me do you?” I paused at the doorway. I turned back to look at her. “At this moment in time, that's not the issue, I promised my wife that I would look after you, so for her sake, I’ll put our differences aside….for now! And hopefully, we can get along for the next couple of days?OK” Jayne sniffled and nodded to me.
“More wine?” I asked. “Do you have anything stronger?” she asked.
I went to our small drinks cabinet and looked. “Vodka OK?” “fine” came the reply.
She poured a large drink for herself and looked at me questioningly, I said I was OK with the wine. As drinking goes, I was never more than a social drinker, but Jayne was going for it. She filled her glass again, raised it and gave a toast, “To all the ass holes in the world…..fuck you” and threw the vodka down her neck. As she refilled her glass again she turned to me and asked. “Do you think I’m a bitch? Because that's what Richard told me” her hands were doing as much talking as her mouth, they swung all over the place. At one point she stood and poked me in the chest, I told her to ease up on the drinking. “I can handle it” was her reply.
Jayne had changed into a cotton shirt and pants combo after her shower, and as the drink and her own frustrations came out, her upper chest and neck began to get red, and redder.
It was bound to happen, as Jayne swung her hands about, she knocked her glass over’ the drink splashed up her stomach to the bottom of her breasts, and down her pants. “Oh fuck,” she said standing up and pulling her top away from her skin. The pants were a thin cotton, and where the drink had landed showed quite a bit of her lower body, it was clinging to her hips and waist. I could clearly see her cunt as she sat back down. I turned and reached for a towel. When I turned around Jayne was taking her clothes off, I passed her the towel and modestly turned around as she took her top off.
“Don’t you like what you’ve seen?” I turned back around and looked her in the eye. “I saw you in the bedroom, watching me! Did you think I hadn’t seen you? Raising her arms she said, “well no sneaky peeks now, is there?” I looked at her body, and it was hot. Firm breasts, nipples that were just beginning to rise, a smooth stomach with that hairless cunt, but she was drunk.
“Just put some clothes on,” I asked as she moved closer. “But you want to fuck me don’t you?” she moved closer. “I can see that you do” her eyes were focused on my groin, which was growing at the sight of this naked woman. She reached for my cock, but I stopped her, taking her hands and holding them at her side. “Your drunk, and in the morning you’ll regret this...Just go to bed and sleep it off” stepping back she slapped me, “bastard” and with that, she went upstairs.
I ate breakfast alone, I had slept late, mainly because every time I closed my eye’s, all I could see was Jaynes naked body.
I ate sparingly this morning, just toast and coffee. After finishing both, I decided it was time to clean the yard and maybe the pool too.
The sun was hot today, I worked in just my shorts and a hat. Once the yard was done I moved around the back to do the pool.
Thinking that Jayne had got up and gone out, I was surprised to see her in the water, her head bobbed up and down as she swam.
I watched as she reached the end of the pool and raised herself out of the water. It was quite a sight watching the water cascade off her body. She was wearing a bikini, which looked familiar.
Spotting me she raised her hand as she sat on the lounger. I headed over to her, not wanting anything about last night hanging over us.
“How’s your head this morning?” I asked looking down at her. “I’m fine why?” “just asking” I replied.
Seeing that I was not getting anywhere with this conversation, I decided to clean out what little rubbish was in the pool. After about ten minutes, I was just about done, I heard Jayne get up off the lounger and I could hear her feet on the side of the pool. “Looks like you could do with a dip,” she said passing me and with her hip, bumping me into the pool!
I landed with a large splash, as I surfaced I could hear her laughing as she headed for the kitchen.
My hat was floating off to the side, swimming over I retrieved it, and headed for the side to climb out. My shorts weighed down with water, decided to fall past my ass as I lifted myself out of the water. “Hmmmm, nice ass” Jayne was laughing as she headed back to the lounger.
As I pulled up my shorts, they caught on my sack. I readjusted my shorts as she continued to laugh.
“was that painful?” she asked, I thought here we go again…
I headed in to change my shorts to the sound of her laughter.
Dropping my shorts in the laundry basket I walked naked back to my room. I was just looking for another pair of shorts when Jayne grabbed my ass, “I meant what I said last night?” I just stood there as her hand moved across my ass, “Turn around” she said, my breath was coming a little too fast for me, plus my cock was beginning to stir. With both hands covering my cock, I turned around.
She moved my hands and took hold of my stiffening cock, I stood there as she held me, moving her hand slowly up and down. My cock was getting harder, time to take control I thought. My hands moved to her breasts, gliding over them in the bikini top. Her nipples grew as I touched them, I reached behind her and pulled the string open, she lifted her arms as I removed the top. My lips sucked at her nipple’s, feeling them grow as I did, her hand was now moving a little faster on my cock, I stood up and stopped her hand, and turned her around. The chest of drawers was only four high, so it was easy to lift her onto them. Her eyes watched mine as I undid the bottom of her bikini and slowly removed them, she lifted herself to help me, breathing a little harder as I did. I knelt down between her now open legs, looking at her wet cunt, the lips were just beginning to open as I touched her, she gasped softly. With a finger I moved up her cunt, opening her lips wider, I paused at her clit, feeling her tremble slightly. My tongue tasted her juices, whilst my fingers now explored inside her, her clit grew as my tongue flicked over it. Her hands were now at the back of my head, urging me on, I moved her ass slightly forward, giving me access to her ass. Now my tongue travelled over both her holes, dipping into each one as I passed over it. He nails had now dug into my scalp as her climax neared, louder and louder she shouted, “OH yes, right there, don’t fucking stop...” she climaxed like a car crash, her body went as stiff as a board as the orgasm ran through her. Finally, she slowed down, but I wasn’t done with her yet, before she could recover I stood up and placed my cock on her cunt. My balls were aching as I slowly entered her, I lifted one leg and placed it on my shoulder. Her back was against the wall, so I took my time, moving smoothly in and out, her eyes went wide as I pushed all of my cock into her, her right hand grasped my shoulder as she tried to move away from my cock. I started to move a little quicker, and she began to moan, a lot….
“You're going to split me open,” she said, I moved my ass a little quicker.
Now she was getting accustomed to my cock, she began to push back, while I was still fucking her, I picked her up and moved to the bed. I laid her on the edge, and now lifted both of her legs higher, now I could really drive my cock home.
“OH FUCK” she screamed as I rammed my cock in her, her mouth was wide open as I went faster and harder. “Yes..yes, fuck me...make me cum again….pleeease” I was getting close to finishing, so I quickly turned her over, her feet now on the floor, I pushed my cock into that wet warm cunt. I was pounding my cock into her, she screamed at me “Fuck yes, more, harder….” my cock grew harder as I reached the end, I let go as my legs began to give way, her hips saved me as I clung on to her….. I flooded her cunt with all that I had. Removing my cock
, I watched as my semen slowly oozed from her cunt. I could barely stand, I landed on the bed beside Jayne, we were both gasping for air. She was facing away from me as I touched her back, I kissed her between the shoulder’s, she moaned softly.
Turning to face me, she brushed a strand of hair from her face. Smiling she said, “now I can see why my sister married you” her hand traced a line down the side of my face.
I smiled back at her and took her hand as I replied. “That’s not the main reason why your sister married me?” the puzzled expression on her face lasted for almost ten seconds until I moved her hand onto my already hardening cock….
To be continued……
It had all the makings of being a perfect day. I finished my coffee and was just turning to take the cup into the kitchen when I saw her car coming along the street.
A white BMW, top down. A woman was driving the car, and I just knew it was my wife’s sister, damn, I thought. There goes my day.
The car pulled into the driveway, she opened the door and swung a pair of long lean legs out of the car. Now don’t get me wrong, her sister, Jayne. Is a really good looking woman, but she’s one of those that knows it! And walks around with a stick up her ass, I know what I’d like to put there, I often thought. Whenever she came over, my wife would panic a little. Her sister always dominated her, trying to change the way she dressed, the way she did this or that, I once told her sister to butt out, and we exchanged quite a few words. On the plus side, she stayed away for quite a while after that, and when she did call, I was given the cold shoulder. “just ignore her” my wife would say “that way I don’t get her going on at me about you”. Jayne thought that my wife could have done better when it came to marrying me.
What Jayne didn’t know was that I was the only guy who ever gave my wife multiple orgasms, I would chuckle to myself when her sister mentioned some of my wife’s previous boyfriends, and how well they were doing. But today my wife wasn’t home, she had gone away for four days on a business trip, so what the hell was she doing here? I thought.
The clue was in the suitcase that she was now pulling from the boot of the car. As she carried the large suitcase up the drive, she tripped and went down.
Now even though I don’t like the woman, my upbringing kicked in. I went out and helped her up, her left knee was bleeding, as was the left hand. I picked her up and grabbed the suitcase, carrying both as we headed for the house.
I placed Jayne on the sofa, and just left the case behind the door, now where was that first aid kit, I thought. Finding it I went back to the sofa, and a now crying sister-in-law.
Ignoring the tears, I took out some medi wipes, and began to clean her knee. “ouch” she shouted as I wiped some crap out of the wound. “If you keep still, it won’t take as long” I added. “You did that on purpose,” she said, pulling the wipes from my hand. “Give them to me I'll do it” with that I stood and headed for the kitchen, might as well make some more coffee I thought.
The phone rang as I turned on the coffee machine. “Hi sweetheart” it was my wife, I was just about to tell her about her sister when she interrupted me. “Has Jayne arrived yet? I’m sorry I forgot to mention that she will be staying with us for a while, her and Richard have had a serious falling out” as my wife is telling me all this, I’m looking over the breakfast bar at her sister. she’s lifted her skirt above her knee to about mid-thigh. Sitting at an angle, her slightly parted knee’s are pointed right at me. My continues to tell me about her poor sister, and all the while I’m watching her sister clean her wounds. Her leg is now stretched out in front of her, as she dabs at the wound with iodine. Now she’s looking through the first aid box for something. He skirt has risen higher as she twists to look through the box, finding what she wanted, she stands up. Turning around, her ass is now facing me. With her injured leg on the sofa, she bends to apply a covering on her knee, but her skirt is too tight, hitching it higher, she now continues. I’m still watching as my wife finishes talking. “So try to be good whilst I’m away, OK sweetie?” I tell her I’ll be extra good around her sister. With that, she hangs up.
Seeing her struggling I offer to help, she turns to look at me and just holds out the dressing.
I move to the living room and take the dressing.
I sit down and ask her to put her foot between my legs, close I know but it’s the best way to dress the wound.
She places her leg on the edge of the sofa, her skirt is still high on her thigh’s as I take the backing off the dressing, a quick glance, and I see that she has white panties on, not old ladies panties either. These are just covering her cunt, and there are no hairs peeping out from the sides. A mental shake of the head brings me back to the job in hand. The dressing applied she leans forward to look at my work. I move to stand up, sliding forward on the sofa. My crotch touches her shoe, she doesn't move right away, as she’s still looking at the dressing, looking up I can see the top of her breasts, encased in a white lace fringed bra, it looks too small to hold her breasts, they seem slightly squashed. Always being a breast man, I get a little twitch in my cock. I’m still looking at her breasts when she speaks. “Which room is mine?” She moves her foot and I stand up. “I’ll show you” and with that, I head off up the stairs, she follows me to one of the spare rooms. “Will this one do for madam?” I ask with a hint of sarcasm. “It will once you bring up my case?” good reply I thought, and left her to it. The room was large enough, it had a shower room, not a bathroom, but it was OK. A large double bed sat against the north side of the room, and there was ample storage. “Just leave the case in the room, I’ll move it once I’ve showered.
I stood in the kitchen, drinking my Lukewarm coffee, as I heard the shower in the spare room.
The thought of her stood washing that body took me by surprise. I grabbed the suitcase and took it to her room. The door was closed, so I knocked. Getting no answer I slowly opened the door and went in. I left the suitcase at the foot of the bed, which just happened to face the shower room. The door was open, and not just a couple of inches. Steam swirled around the room and curled up the open doorway. I was just about to leave when Jayne stepped out of the shower. Her back was to me as she began to dry her body, then she dried her hair. I could see her breasts swaying as she rubbed her head, not all of them, just an angled view as she moved.
She dried her legs, bending from the waist, now I knew why there were no stray hairs earlier, her pussy was bald, smooth. As she dried her legs, switching from one to the other, my view of her changed. Now you see it, now you don’t. I left before I was caught.
She stayed in her room for most of the day, I just kept checking on her every now and again.
I made dinner, something my wife had left for me to warm up. I went and knocked on Jaynes door. “Dinner is almost ready? Your welcome to join me? We have wine?” no answer, I figured she was sleeping.
I was eating when she came down into the kitchen. “Hi want something to eat?” she looked at my plate, and shook her head.”I’ll take the wine though!!” I poured her a glass as she sat down.
I finished eating and cleared the table, I was just heading to watch some TV as she spoke.
“You don’t like me do you?” I paused at the doorway. I turned back to look at her. “At this moment in time, that's not the issue, I promised my wife that I would look after you, so for her sake, I’ll put our differences aside….for now! And hopefully, we can get along for the next couple of days?OK” Jayne sniffled and nodded to me.
“More wine?” I asked. “Do you have anything stronger?” she asked.
I went to our small drinks cabinet and looked. “Vodka OK?” “fine” came the reply.
She poured a large drink for herself and looked at me questioningly, I said I was OK with the wine. As drinking goes, I was never more than a social drinker, but Jayne was going for it. She filled her glass again, raised it and gave a toast, “To all the ass holes in the world…..fuck you” and threw the vodka down her neck. As she refilled her glass again she turned to me and asked. “Do you think I’m a bitch? Because that's what Richard told me” her hands were doing as much talking as her mouth, they swung all over the place. At one point she stood and poked me in the chest, I told her to ease up on the drinking. “I can handle it” was her reply.
Jayne had changed into a cotton shirt and pants combo after her shower, and as the drink and her own frustrations came out, her upper chest and neck began to get red, and redder.
It was bound to happen, as Jayne swung her hands about, she knocked her glass over’ the drink splashed up her stomach to the bottom of her breasts, and down her pants. “Oh fuck,” she said standing up and pulling her top away from her skin. The pants were a thin cotton, and where the drink had landed showed quite a bit of her lower body, it was clinging to her hips and waist. I could clearly see her cunt as she sat back down. I turned and reached for a towel. When I turned around Jayne was taking her clothes off, I passed her the towel and modestly turned around as she took her top off.
“Don’t you like what you’ve seen?” I turned back around and looked her in the eye. “I saw you in the bedroom, watching me! Did you think I hadn’t seen you? Raising her arms she said, “well no sneaky peeks now, is there?” I looked at her body, and it was hot. Firm breasts, nipples that were just beginning to rise, a smooth stomach with that hairless cunt, but she was drunk.
“Just put some clothes on,” I asked as she moved closer. “But you want to fuck me don’t you?” she moved closer. “I can see that you do” her eyes were focused on my groin, which was growing at the sight of this naked woman. She reached for my cock, but I stopped her, taking her hands and holding them at her side. “Your drunk, and in the morning you’ll regret this...Just go to bed and sleep it off” stepping back she slapped me, “bastard” and with that, she went upstairs.
I ate breakfast alone, I had slept late, mainly because every time I closed my eye’s, all I could see was Jaynes naked body.
I ate sparingly this morning, just toast and coffee. After finishing both, I decided it was time to clean the yard and maybe the pool too.
The sun was hot today, I worked in just my shorts and a hat. Once the yard was done I moved around the back to do the pool.
Thinking that Jayne had got up and gone out, I was surprised to see her in the water, her head bobbed up and down as she swam.
I watched as she reached the end of the pool and raised herself out of the water. It was quite a sight watching the water cascade off her body. She was wearing a bikini, which looked familiar.
Spotting me she raised her hand as she sat on the lounger. I headed over to her, not wanting anything about last night hanging over us.
“How’s your head this morning?” I asked looking down at her. “I’m fine why?” “just asking” I replied.
Seeing that I was not getting anywhere with this conversation, I decided to clean out what little rubbish was in the pool. After about ten minutes, I was just about done, I heard Jayne get up off the lounger and I could hear her feet on the side of the pool. “Looks like you could do with a dip,” she said passing me and with her hip, bumping me into the pool!
I landed with a large splash, as I surfaced I could hear her laughing as she headed for the kitchen.
My hat was floating off to the side, swimming over I retrieved it, and headed for the side to climb out. My shorts weighed down with water, decided to fall past my ass as I lifted myself out of the water. “Hmmmm, nice ass” Jayne was laughing as she headed back to the lounger.
As I pulled up my shorts, they caught on my sack. I readjusted my shorts as she continued to laugh.
“was that painful?” she asked, I thought here we go again…
I headed in to change my shorts to the sound of her laughter.
Dropping my shorts in the laundry basket I walked naked back to my room. I was just looking for another pair of shorts when Jayne grabbed my ass, “I meant what I said last night?” I just stood there as her hand moved across my ass, “Turn around” she said, my breath was coming a little too fast for me, plus my cock was beginning to stir. With both hands covering my cock, I turned around.
She moved my hands and took hold of my stiffening cock, I stood there as she held me, moving her hand slowly up and down. My cock was getting harder, time to take control I thought. My hands moved to her breasts, gliding over them in the bikini top. Her nipples grew as I touched them, I reached behind her and pulled the string open, she lifted her arms as I removed the top. My lips sucked at her nipple’s, feeling them grow as I did, her hand was now moving a little faster on my cock, I stood up and stopped her hand, and turned her around. The chest of drawers was only four high, so it was easy to lift her onto them. Her eyes watched mine as I undid the bottom of her bikini and slowly removed them, she lifted herself to help me, breathing a little harder as I did. I knelt down between her now open legs, looking at her wet cunt, the lips were just beginning to open as I touched her, she gasped softly. With a finger I moved up her cunt, opening her lips wider, I paused at her clit, feeling her tremble slightly. My tongue tasted her juices, whilst my fingers now explored inside her, her clit grew as my tongue flicked over it. Her hands were now at the back of my head, urging me on, I moved her ass slightly forward, giving me access to her ass. Now my tongue travelled over both her holes, dipping into each one as I passed over it. He nails had now dug into my scalp as her climax neared, louder and louder she shouted, “OH yes, right there, don’t fucking stop...” she climaxed like a car crash, her body went as stiff as a board as the orgasm ran through her. Finally, she slowed down, but I wasn’t done with her yet, before she could recover I stood up and placed my cock on her cunt. My balls were aching as I slowly entered her, I lifted one leg and placed it on my shoulder. Her back was against the wall, so I took my time, moving smoothly in and out, her eyes went wide as I pushed all of my cock into her, her right hand grasped my shoulder as she tried to move away from my cock. I started to move a little quicker, and she began to moan, a lot….
“You're going to split me open,” she said, I moved my ass a little quicker.
Now she was getting accustomed to my cock, she began to push back, while I was still fucking her, I picked her up and moved to the bed. I laid her on the edge, and now lifted both of her legs higher, now I could really drive my cock home.
“OH FUCK” she screamed as I rammed my cock in her, her mouth was wide open as I went faster and harder. “Yes..yes, fuck me...make me cum again….pleeease” I was getting close to finishing, so I quickly turned her over, her feet now on the floor, I pushed my cock into that wet warm cunt. I was pounding my cock into her, she screamed at me “Fuck yes, more, harder….” my cock grew harder as I reached the end, I let go as my legs began to give way, her hips saved me as I clung on to her….. I flooded her cunt with all that I had. Removing my cock
, I watched as my semen slowly oozed from her cunt. I could barely stand, I landed on the bed beside Jayne, we were both gasping for air. She was facing away from me as I touched her back, I kissed her between the shoulder’s, she moaned softly.
Turning to face me, she brushed a strand of hair from her face. Smiling she said, “now I can see why my sister married you” her hand traced a line down the side of my face.
I smiled back at her and took her hand as I replied. “That’s not the main reason why your sister married me?” the puzzled expression on her face lasted for almost ten seconds until I moved her hand onto my already hardening cock….
To be continued……
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