Brian said that he would shower and get into bed. He asked Amanda not to be too long with her goodnight kisses with me.
We kissed deeply, and she asked me, “Are you sure that you don’t want me to sleep with you tonight?”
“No, I want you to sleep with Brian,” I panted.
“You and I can have sex,” she replied softly, “We haven’t had sex in a long time. I’m sure that Brian would sleep down here and let us use his bed.”
“No, I want you to sleep with Brian,” I repeated, “And have his cock.”
We kissed again, and I went to undo her towel. She pulled her hands to it and stopped me.
“Uh-huh,” she teased, “This body belongs to your brother tonight then.
“Let me kiss your breasts goodnight?” I asked.
“Nope,” she giggled, “They are his, you didn’t want to sleep with me, so they are his tonight.”
She gave me one last passionate kiss and walked up the stairs to my brother’s bedroom.
It was almost nine forty, I knew that there wouldn’t be much action in his bedroom until after she had taken my dad’s medicine to him at ten o’clock but, I still went halfway up the stairs to listen. It was about five minutes later that I heard Brian groan.
“Oh babe, that’s so good,” I heard him say, “Oh yes, I love how you do that.”
I guessed that she was sucking him. It seemed to go on for ages. Suddenly, I heard her alarm sound.
“Dang, I have to give your father his medicine,” I heard my wife shout. “Keep that hard for me, I should only be fifteen minutes.”
“Are you going to him like that?” I heard Brian ask.
“No, not in the nude, I’ll put a thong on.”
“Go like that,” Brian replied, “He’s seen your pussy now.”
“That was by accident, I can’t walk in there like this, that would be deliberately displaying everything in front of him,” Amanda replied.
“Go like that, it’s nothing more than he saw earlier,” Brain said loudly.
“I’m not going in there in the nude,” my wife emphasized, “I can’t!”
“Yes, you can!” Brian stressed. “Hurry, I don’t want to lose this erection.”
“You seriously want me to go like this?” she answered. “Naked?”
“Yes!” Brian shouted, “Hurry, I need your pussy here in bed with me.”
“Oh my God, I don’t believe that I’m doing this,” she replied. “You know that he likes me to sit with him till he falls asleep, don’t you?”
“Yes! Go!”
“I’ll be sitting there in the nude,” Amanda gasped, “Oh my God, I don’t believe that I’m going to do this!”
My cock was harder than ever; I heard her leave Brian’s room and go into my father’s room. She was naked!
I heard her say to herself as she got to my dad’s door, “Compose yourself, Amanda, you can do this. It’s only a naked body, he’s seen you like this already.”
It was almost twenty minutes later that I heard her leave my father’s room, “Night- night pops,” she said, “Call if you need me during the night.”
As she went into Brian’s bedroom, I silently made my way to the top of the stairs.
“Good girl!” Brian said loudly, “Now you can go in there naked all the time.”
“I sat on his bed in the nude! He saw everything!”
“Come here and let me reward you,” Brian ordered.
I heard two people enjoying each other’s naked bodies and Amanda was very vocal and loud tonight.
“Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard,” I could hear her groan, “God, I love your big, hard cock, deep inside me. God, I’m Cumming again!”
This lasted for at least thirty minutes. Then I heard my brother shout that he was about to cum.
I heard a lot of gasps and panting, then silence; just the sound of kissing. A minute later, my wife praised my brother on his sex skills.
“That was the best sex ever!” I heard her compliment him, “The best sex that I’ve ever had!”
“Better than my brother?” he asked.
“Ten times better than your brother could ever do!” she replied, “I rarely cum when your brother fucks me. And I never lick his cock after it’s been inside me like I do yours.”
“I like how you do that to me after I’ve cum inside you,” Brian replied.
“I love your cock in my mouth and pussy,” she replied, “And I love what you do to my ass.”
“I love doing that to your sexy ass,” Brian said, “I love your ass, I love your body and I love you sleeping with me.”
“I need the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” my wife whispered.
“I’ll come with you, I need to pee as well,” my brother replied.
I went down to my makeshift bed on the love seat, I worked myself off; reliving in my mind what I had just heard.
I didn’t sleep much and I sat in the kitchen drinking coffee from six-fifteen till eight o’clock. I went to check on my father after I had made the third pot of coffee, he was awake so, I took him a cup and sat chatting to him for about fifteen minutes.
As I got to Brian’s bedroom door, I listened and heard a lot of sighs and groans coming from my wife.
“Oh yes, harder, oh my God, yes!” Amanda was gasping.
I desperately wanted to see, I silently went down and poured two cups of coffee. I had to see, I needed to see, I was craving to see! I got to the bedroom and held both cups in one hand, I used the other hand to softly open the door a little. My heart was beating out of my chest as the groans from my wife got louder.
“Oh God yes, I’m Cumming again!” Amanda groaned.
I softly pushed the door open a little more with my foot, I popped my head in and saw the bed. Amanda was on top of the covers, Brian was on top of her. His arms were outstretched and propping him up; her legs were wrapped around his back and locked together. He was making a thrusting motion, and I knew that he was fucking her. I watched from the door for a minute.
I pushed the door open wider and ventured in, the coffee was spilling over my hands but, I was oblivious to the burning sensation. As I got closer to the bed, I could see his cock, thrusting in and out of her pussy. His balls were hitting her ass with each inward motion.
She was squeezing her breasts and nipples as he pumped deep into her. I got to about four feet from the bed when she suddenly saw me, her eyes showed panic.
“Steve!” she shouted.
Brian stopped pumping and his head turned around. There was an element of shock on his face when he saw me.
“I’m sorry,” I said, “I knocked, I heard you both talking, so I knew that you were awake.”
Amanda still had her legs wrapped around his back and she was still gripping her breasts.
“I brought you both a cup of coffee,” I explained as I placed the coffee on the nightstand, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that you were, you know. I won’t disturb you again, I’m sorry.”
I smiled at Amanda and turned to walk out, “I didn’t mean to disturb you, I’m sorry, I won’t disturb you again.”
I turned around and saw that his cock was still in her pussy, I walked to the door and closed it behind me. I listened for a moment and hear them talking.
“Fuck, he saw us,” Brian said with panic in his voice.
“It’s okay,” she replied, “He knows that you fuck me, now let us continue where we left off.”
I went downstairs and worked myself off again. It was about thirty minutes later when Brian came down. He looked nervous, I poured him a fresh cup of coffee and smiled at him.
“Are we okay, Stevie?” Brian asked nervously.
“Yes, why?” I smiled.
“You know, what you saw upstairs,” he replied.
I laughed, “Oh, you mean you two fucking?”
“Yeah.”
I smiled again, “Of course we are okay, I’m sorry that I interrupted you both. I don’t mind you fucking her, I told you; whatever you both do is fine with me.”
He breathed a sigh of relief.
“Touch her, lick her, fuck her in front of me, Brian,” I whispered, “I don’t care what you do.”
He smiled, and I knew that he felt relief.
“Is she coming down?” I asked.
“She’s in the shower,” he answered.
“Oh, I was about to pour her a cup of coffee,” I smiled.
“I’ll take it up to her,” Brian said, “I know that she wants to go in and check on dad.”
“Is she going into dad in the nude?” I asked excitedly.
“Yeah, she did last night as well,” he answered with a smile, “When she went to give him his medicine.”
“Really?” I asked, not letting him know that I already knew, “Why did she do that in the nude?”
“I told her to,” he grinned, “You don’t mind, do you?”
“Of course not, he’s seen her naked before.”
“He’ll see her up close in a minute,” Brian giggled, “He has his poop first thing in the mornings; she has to hold him while he sits on the toilet.”
“And she agreed to be naked while she does that?” I asked.
“She didn’t want to at first,” he answered, “But I told her that she has to.”
We giggled, he took her coffee to her and rejoined me in the kitchen.
“She’s gone in to see dad now,” Brian informed me. “She’s nude.”
I wanted to find out about their sex, I used this opportunity to probe my brother.
“I assume that she’s sucked you off as well?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Brian replied a little reluctantly.
“It’s okay,” I assured, “I’m just asking how you enjoy her? I told you, I don’t care what you do.”
“Okay, yeah, she’s sucked me off a lot,” he replied.
“Her pussy tastes nice, doesn’t it?” I smiled.
“Oh man, it does!” Brian replied, a little more confident now. “She has the sweetest pussy ever! I could nibble on that cute, little clitty, all night long.”
I smiled.
“And she has the tightest little ass!” my brother went on. “She likes me spanking it.”
“Have you fucked her ass?” I cautiously asked.
“No, I’ve licked it and had my finger in there,” he answered, “But, I’ve not fucked her ass, not yet anyway.”
“You going to then?” I eagerly asked.
“I wouldn’t get my cock in there, her ass is very tight,” he replied, “Has she ever had anal before?”
“No, she hasn’t,” I answered, “Does she like what you do to her ass then?”
“She says that she does,” Brian replied, “She begs me not to stop.”
Amanda came down to join us about twenty minutes later. She was dressed in her white, tight-fitting jeans and a soft, pink sweater. She kissed me before kissing Brian. His kiss lasted for about two minutes.
“How’s dad?” Brian asked.
“He’s okay, I took him for his morning poop,” she answered.
“Were you naked?” I asked.
“Yes, completely nude! My bare pussy was only about eighteen inches from his face!”
“Why didn’t you turn your back to him?” I enquired.
“I can’t, I have to hold him while he’s on the toilet,” she replied, “Otherwise, he will fall.”
“So, your pussy is directly in line with his face?” I gasped.
“Yes!”
Brian kissed her again, “I’m going to shower.”
She kissed me passionately, my hands were caressing her back.
“Would you like to sleep with me tonight?” she asked.
“No, I want you to continue sleeping with Brian.”
“Did you like seeing his hard cock inside me this morning?”
“Yes, I loved it!
I moved my hands down to her waist. She grabbed them and muttered, “Uh uh, only the guy I’m sleeping with can go any further.”
My heart started beating fast! The thought that he can touch my wife but I can’t was so erotic for me.
“I still can’t touch you?” I whined.
“Not until you sleep with me,” she teased, “And; as you don’t want to sleep with me, you cannot touch.”
She told me that my father asked her last night if she was sleeping with me?
“What did you tell him?” I asked.
“I said, ‘No, I’m still sleeping with Brian. Steve is downstairs,'” she went on, “He said, ‘Oh, I thought as you’re naked that you were sleeping with Steve.'”
I giggled, “What did you say?”
“I told him that Brian and I sleep in the nude together,” she went on, “He said, ‘Oh that’s nice; you are an exquisite girl.'”
I smiled, “Did you tell him that you have sex with him?”
“I think he has figured that out for himself,” Amanda smiled, because he said, ‘I’m glad you have someone to keep you warm in bed.'”
“Why don’t you and Brian run into town this morning?” I asked, “It will give you a break from here. I’ll stay here and take care of Dad.”
“That would be awesome, are you sure that you wouldn’t mind?”
“You need the break,” I replied, “It will do you good to get out of this house.”
Brian came down from his shower, he kissed her and she asked him about going into town? He thought that it was a great idea and kissed her again. His hands caressed her breasts as they kissed. My penis grew as I witnessed that.
“I will buy you a new, sexy, bra and thong set,” he announced.
Ten minutes later, they were on their way to town, I checked on my father; he was doing okay. We chatted for about thirty minutes. He told me how amazing my wife is.
“I’m also happy that Amanda and Brian have hit it off so well,” my father said. “Amanda is a very beautiful girl.”
I agreed with him.
“She seems quite comfortable being naked around everybody as well,” he whispered, “I like that about her.”
“Yeah, she’s not shy about her body,” I replied, “She comes in here in the nude as well, doesn’t she?”
“Yes,” Dad smiled, “she sits on the bed and chats to me in the nude.”
I smiled.
“Thanks for letting her sleep in Brian’s bed,” he said, “She needs a nice bed to sleep in.”
“It was either that or sleep in here with you,” I joked, “I know which Brian prefers.”
“I’m sure,” Dad giggled, “He’ll keep her warmer than I could.”
“And knowing Brian; he does, I’m sure,” I joked.
“I wouldn’t blame him,” Dad smiled, “She has a beautiful body.”
Hearing my sick father talk about my wife like this was getting me hard again.
“Dad!” I joked, “I thought you were too sick to notice?”
“Son, I may be sick and old,” he replied, “I may have tired old eyes but; I’m not too old to admire a beautiful body like Amanda has.”
I was slightly shocked to hear this from my elderly father but, it was nice to hear.
Amanda and Brian arrived home around two-thirty. She was eager to show me the new lingerie that he’d bought for her. It was very sexy; a flame red, lace bra, and matching string.
She went to check on my father while I chatted with Brian. She came down about ten minutes later.
“He wants me to bathe him in the shower!” Amanda informed us, “He said the nurse only bed washes him. He wants a proper shower bath.”
“He must be feeling better,” I smiled, “Are you going to?”
“I’ll have to, won’t I?” she answered, “At least he can sit in the shower while I wash him.”
“You going to be nude, babe?” Brian asked.
“I’ll have to be, I’ll be in the shower with him!” Amanda explained, “I’ll use a washcloth though, to wash him.”
“Do you want me to come and help you?” Brian asked.
“You could sit in the bathroom,” she responded, “Just in case I need help.”
“Come on then sexy,” Brian smiled as he slapped her ass.
I followed them to my father’s room. Brian started running the shower, Amanda pulled my dad up and removed his pajama top. She pulled the covers down and pulled off his pajama bottoms; she covered him back up.
I was sitting on the bed and watched. She pulled off her boots and socks. She lifted her sweater and pulled it off. She carefully folded it and; placed it on the bed. She wriggled out of her white jeans, folded them, and lay them on top of her sweater.
I was wondering if she would tweak her nipples when she removed her bra?
She unfastened her bra and slid it down her arms, she threw it on the bed and, tweaked her nipples!
I smiled.
She eased her sexy thong down and off. She was nude!
“Come on pops, let’s get you in the shower,” Amanda said as she pulled the covers back.
“Do you need help?” I asked.
“No, we have this,” she answered, “we have a system, don’t we pops?”
“Yes, we do,” my father replied.
He grabbed her shoulders, and she pulled him upright, she pulled his legs to the side, and; he pulled himself up.
He moved his hand to her waist and she held his arm as they slowly walked to the bathroom. I sniggered as I watched them walk to the bathroom, both naked and holding each other.
I followed them a moment later. She had him seated on the seat that was built into the shower. She was washing his back, the water was running off her naked body and she looked so sexy. He was holding her waist; her breasts were just inches from his face.
She told him to grab her waist tightly, she lifted him up a little; she used the washcloth to wash his butt. His hands had moved to the sides of her firm cheeks as she washed his ass.
I looked at Brian and said, “She’s amazing, isn’t she?”
He agreed with me.
She went to sit him back down, as she maneuvered him; his hands grabbed her ass.
She got on her knees and washed his feet before moving to his legs.
“Okay, pops,” she said, “Hold on to me; I need to stand you up. I need to wash your thingy.”
She turned to see us watching.
“I will turn my back to you,” she said, “I don’t want to embarrass him while I wash his thingy.”
She stood with her back to us. He held her waist as she pulled him up. He lost his balance and instinctively threw his hand out and grabbed her.
“I’m sorry!” he cried, “I didn’t mean to grab you there.”
“It’s okay,” Amanda reassured, “It’s only a boob.”
It only took her a couple of minutes to wash his penis. She sat him back down. She steadied him while the shower sprayed on him. His hands were gripping her outer thighs, just to the side of her firm cheeks. Water was dripping from her hard nipples as she stood to his left, his hand was gripping her outer thigh and she had her hand on his shoulder.
“Okay, pops, let’s get you dried off,” she said as she leaned forward to turn the shower off.
His hand slid to her right cheek as she leaned forward and Brian handed her a towel.
I remember thinking that, when she turned to face my father, his hand would slide right over her pussy.
She took the towel from Brian and turned towards my father, she quickly grabbed his hand that was on her cheek. She started to towel dry his head and chest.
“Hold on to me to steady yourself, pops,” Amanda told him, “I need to dry your back.”
His hands grasped her outer thighs and, as she moved closer to him; I saw his hands slide to her ass. Her breasts were hitting him in the face as she told him to hold her tightly.
“Hold me as tight as you can, pops, I don’t want you to fall.”
“Here is the only place that I can hold on to you,” he said in a shaky voice.
“That’s okay, I don’t care where you hold, just hold on to me.”
His hands gripped her firm cheeks, and I smiled to myself.
She finished drying his back and told him to hold the front of her shoulders.
“Hold me up here now, pops,” she requested, “I need to pull you up, I need to dry your bottom.”
She had completed her task and his back was dry, “Now, ease yourself back down; slowly!” She commanded.
She was holding him at the elbows. He slowly and cautiously bent his knees to sit down. As he did so, his hands moved down from her shoulders a little. Soon, they were at the top of her breasts. The final six inches to his seat were awkward for him and, he slumped down with a thud. His hands slipped right over her firm breasts; he immediately shouted an apology.
“Angel, I’m sorry!” he muttered as his hands fell to his lap, “I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing!” Amanda scolded, “I told you, I don’t care where you hold me, I don’t want you to stumble!
She dried his chest and got on her knees, she dried his feet and legs.
“Okay, pops,” she whispered, “We need to stand you up, I need to dry your thingy.”
She stood up. He held her around the back of her waist; just above her cheeks. She had one arm around his waist as she used the towel to dry his penis.
I heard them both giggle and speak softly as she dried his penis. She had her back to us to hide his embarrassment so, we couldn’t see but they were giggling to each other.
She sat him back down and placed the towel over his lap. She told us that she was finished.
“You can both go downstairs now,” she informed us, “All I have to do is get him in bed.”
“We can help you,” I said.
“No, I can manage, I want you both to go downstairs,” she ordered sternly. “All I have to do is get him in bed, dry myself and get my clothes back on.”
Brian and I went downstairs and made some coffee. He asked me if I saw our father’s hand on her tit? I told him I did.
Amanda came down about fifteen minutes later, all dressed; she had the towel in her hand and she was drying her hair.
She kissed us both and apologized for ordering us downstairs.
“I didn’t want to embarrass him,” she whispered, “He had an erection and I didn’t want you to see.”
“Really?” I gasped.
“Yes, it wasn’t a big one but his thingy was hard. He was so worried that I would be angry,” she went on, “I told him I was flattered.”
Brian and I giggled.
“When I got him to his bed, I pulled his pajama bottoms on,” Amanda told us, “His thingy got caught in them. I had to tuck it in for him.”
“Wow,” Brian giggled again.
“He kept on apologizing,” Amanda said, “For his erection and for touching my boobs and ass in the shower.”
“What did you say to him?” I asked.
“I told him to stop apologizing, I don’t care where he holds me,” she went on, “I told him, not to worry where his hands grab me or about his erection.”
“You should have relieved him,” Brian teased.
“I will not work your father off!” Amanda said with authority, “I draw the line at that!”
After dinner, we sat and watched some TV, Amanda snuggled on one love seat with me while Brian lay on the other love seat.
It was just after seven-thirty, I indicated to my wife that she could snuggle with Brian.
She wasted no time in going to lay with him. He laid on his side, allowing her to lay on her back; two cushions held her head up. Within fifteen seconds, his hand was up the front of her sweater; and they were locked in a deep, passionate kiss.
I was surprised that it took him almost five minutes before he persuaded her to remove her bra. She fumbled under her sweater and managed to take the bra off without removing her sweater.
“Take those jeans off as well,” Brian said softly.
She wriggled out of her jeans and they fell to the floor, moments later; his hand was up the front of her sweater and he was massaging her naked breasts.
I went to the bathroom and when I returned; his jeans were unfastened. She had her hand down the front of them; his hand was down the front of her sexy thong.
Within ten minutes, he had pulled her thong down to her knees, he used his foot to drag her thong down to her ankles. I saw her thong drop to the floor and her legs parted to allow him access to her sex.
I made an excuse to go to the kitchen, I wanted to see what his hand was doing. I looked as I walked past and saw that he had two fingers deep inside her; his thumb was teasing her well-lubricated clitoris.
When I returned, I saw that she had his erect penis in her hand, she was pulling it gently; almost in perfect sync with his gentle fingering motion in her soaking wet pussy.
“I will go to your bathroom and take a shower,” I informed my brother.
“Okay, Stevie. I’ll take my shower when you finish,” Brian answered.
As soon as I got in the shower, I worked myself off. I quickly showered and wrapped a towel around my waist. I silently left his bedroom and got on my hands and knees at the top of the stairs. I had a perfect view of them on the love seat from my position.
I was excited to see that my wife was on her knees and leaning over Brian. She was sucking his erection! She had her thong back on now but, his jeans and shorts were on the floor. I watched from my vantage point as she sucked furiously on his tool. His groans were getting louder, and I knew that he was about to cum!
Moments later, he jerked and shouted. He delivered his load into her sweet mouth. She continued to suck and lick, making sure that she received every drop.
I waited until he had pulled his jeans back on before I got back to my feet and, slammed his bedroom door, to let them know that I was on my way down.
I got to the bottom of the stairs and Brian smiled to me as he slapped my wife’s ass.
“Okay, I will shower now,” Brian stated as he walked past me.
Amanda came to me and kissed me deeply, I could taste my brother’s cum on her tongue and lips. I said nothing but I honestly believe that she deliberately kept her tongue in my mouth on purpose; she wanted me to taste!
“Are you sure that you don’t want to sleep with me tonight?” Amanda teased.
“No, I want you to sleep with Brian,” I whispered as my hands moved down towards her firm ass. She grabbed my hands, “Uh uh,” she whispered, “I told you, no touching till you sleep with me.”
“I saw him fingering you,” I whispered.
“I know, did you enjoy it?”
“Yes! I would have liked to see him fuck you as well.”
“You saw that this morning!” Amanda whispered.
“I didn’t see him cum in you though, I didn’t see you sucking his cock.”
“You will one day.”
She kissed me again and again, I could taste his cum.
“I’m going to go up to bed, Steve,” Amanda said as she collected her bra and jeans from the floor. “I love you.”
“Sweet dreams, babe, I love you too,” I replied as she made her way to the stairs; her ass looked so sexy as she walked away.
“I’ll bring you both a cup of coffee in the morning,” I shouted.
“Perfect, night- night.”
Sadly, this was to be my last night there for a week, my last night to hear my wife and my brother make love together. I knew that I only had one more opportunity the following morning to see them in action.
Strangely, the fact that she had prevented me from touching her, made it even more exciting for me. Knowing that he was just fingering her, and I couldn’t even touch her ass, seemed so hot.
As usual, I listened from the stairs after she had been to give my father his medicine.
I heard her tell Brian that my father still had his erection!
“Relieve him,” Brian said.
“I’m not doing that!” she replied sternly, “He told me that he’d tried to get rid of it but he didn’t have the energy.”
“See, go and do it for him, babe,” Brian repeated.
“No, I can’t do that!” She snarled, “I cannot do that, don’t make me do it, please.”
“I wouldn’t make you,” Brian replied, “I just think that you should, that’s all.”
“Well, I think that you should make love to me, right now!” she answered.
The following hour, I heard the unmistakable sounds of two naked bodies joined as one.
At seven-thirty the following morning, I was making the third pot of coffee. I took my father a cup, and we chatted for about twenty minutes. As I walked past Brian’s bedroom door; I heard them groaning. I hurried downstairs and poured two more cups of joe; my heart was beating out of my chest as I made my way back up the stairs.
I listened at the door for a minute, hands shaking with anticipation. I gently opened the door and looked in, Amanda was on top of my brother! Her hands were on top of her head and she was rocking up and down. She leaned forward to kiss him as I made my way in with the coffee. I coughed softly to let them know that I was there. From the position that she was in, I could see that Brian had a finger in her ass! His hard cock was pumping in and out of her soaked pussy. She turned her head and saw me approaching with the coffee.
“Hi Steve, just put the coffee on the nightstand please,” she panted.
I placed the coffee down and as I walked away, I turned to look again. They did not try to hide anything or stop; she was still riding him like a bull and his finger was still probing her ass.
I got downstairs and worked myself off! Brian came down about thirty minutes later.
“Sorry about that, Stevie,” He said, “We just couldn’t stop what we were doing, I was about to cum.”
“It’s okay,” I smiled, “I told you, fuck her in front of me; I don’t mind.”
Amanda joined us about forty-five minutes later. She had been to my father, in the nude of course. She fixed us breakfast, and I visited with dad for an hour, it was almost time for me to head home. Amanda called me upstairs, she was in Brian’s bedroom waiting for me.
She had stripped down to her new, sexy, red bra and string. God, she looked sexy. We kissed, and she pulled my hands to her bare ass.
“I can touch you?” I asked.
“Of course you can,” she answered, “I won’t be seeing you again till next weekend.”
I moved my hands to her bra covered breasts, she sank to her knees and pulled my jeans and shorts down.
She kissed, licked, and sucked my hard cock to perfection! I shot my load deep into her throat within three minutes.
“That’s the second lot of cum that I’ve had in my mouth today,” she teased. “Be safe driving home, baby.”