Take My Ass Again Please Part II
Sunday we always did the cleaning. As morning moved towards the afternoon the house heated up, and clothing began to disappear until the women were in panties and I had on light cotton boxer shorts. No one was being subtle about still being horny. I walked into the kitchen and found Val leaning against the counter as her sister worked on her tits with a soapy sponge. I got a beer and watched, Karem humming as rivers of bubbles slid off the dark underside of Val’s breasts and ran down her...