“Ok that is definitely the spot. No wonder you’re cold! Xxx We will just be careful not to go there again.”
“Jason?”
“Yeah baby sister?”
“What if I want you to do the other side?”
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea sis.”
“Why not? “Jesus fucking Christ bro! Her voice broke and she sobbed, “And the asshole had the audacity to tell me I was FRIGID, because he couldn’t – couldn’t…”
“Couldn’t what my dear?” I was pretty sure I knew where this was headed. I could clearly see her inner lips and clit. Probably not.”
“Oh, I was getting to you alright.”
“In your dreams, Chica.”
Dar slid further up, dragging her soft, oily bush up my length. The constant friction of my arm across her mound became harder and harder to pretend to ignore. If there was a sexier 40 year old out there, I wouldn’t know who it would be, although I’d love to have Gwyneth Paltrow
