With the rest of the house dark, I turned the livingroom down to a small-watt lamp beside the couch. I pretended to read. Every time I started to fade...I'd just touch myself slightly, and my cock would spring back full force. It was terrible. The lines of words were a ruse. I couldn't fucking read 'em. My brain was otherwise engaged with the sensation of my niece's breasts pressed against me, and the brilliant sight of my sister's ass. It was all so terrible, but still, there it was. I was ready. " She headed for the kitchen. "Just speak up, Sam -- I can hear you back here."Sam was pleased that she was making "a new pot." People, he mused, came in two categories: those insensitives who drank instant coffee, and the superior breed who had the good judgment always to make "a new pot" of fresh-brew. He remembered watching, in near-amazement, the popular television commercials a few years back featuring the forty-something lovers who had met over a jar of instant.Sam thought they deserved. In bed of an evening we’d often small talk about people we’d like to have sex with. Just talk, nothing we’d ever expect to really experience. We had a good, solid marriage, no jealousy or apprehension between us. Rick and I both had a roving eye but neither of us ever pursued an extramarital affair.In bed one evening, we were watching one of our x-rated movies, something about swinging couples. X-rated movies always turned me on especially if one or more of the guys was exceptionally well. Then Prem grabbed Shabnam by her hair and pulled her head up. Then using her hair to guide her he spun her head around, still fucking her, told her stay bend over and made her to take a few steps over to Rajesh’s desk. He made Shabnam put her hands on the desk as if she was getting a pat down. Then he really began to fuck her hard and fast. Shabnam was overwhelmed with her own dirty lust; she loved what she was doing, and loved being such a dirty slut. Shabnam screamed out loud and said, “Fuck.
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