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My Wife's Little Sister | dixie50 | 17

 

She rose again, holding herself above me with strong, extended thighs and strong steadying calves. She secured herself by leaning forward, placing her hands behind my shoulders onto the ledge of the pool. I reached out to capture her breasts that were readily available. I stroked the length of one breast with strong, firm movements, stopping when I reached her nipple. Her nipple lay on my lips; I slowly drew it into my mouth as Sarah slowly drew my erection within her lips! She would lift herself up and hover over me with just the head of my cock still inside of her. When she lowered herself so that she had my entire length buried inside of her, she reached between her legs and fondled my sack and balls as they floated wondrously in the water. What an amazing sensation!

Sarah looked seductively into my eyes and said, “Sit back and enjoy the ride, my darling.” That being said, she placed her hands on my chest and sensuously ran her fingers across it, stopping at my nipples as she undulated on my lap and ground her filled pussy into my groin. She worked expertly to stimulate me to a higher level than she had ever done before. Soon she was sliding herself up and down my growing erection. She varied her pace, she pressed her pussy into me and wrapped her arms around my neck and brought my lips to her. She amazingly was able to continue to “ride” while they kissed, igniting the extreme passion that exists between us. Sarah’s pace became more and more rapid; I couldn’t believe her strength and endurance. She stretched her hold on me from the base of my cock to the tip and crashed back down to the base. The water slapped against us both as her movements became faster and faster and faster. All this time, Sarah continued to rub, twist, and lick my nipples; sending me closer to the edge.

I threw my head back and grabbed hold of Sarah’s hips and started to direct her pace. “Oh my god, Sarah!!!! I’m CLOOOOSE!!!” I grunted each time Sarah came down hard, and I knew she could feel me swelling more and more; I was filling her more than I thought possible. Finally, I grabbed her hips and wouldn’t let her rise again. “AAAANNNGGGGHHHH” I groaned. Although I was holding her hips down, Sarah never stopped moving in my lap. Ifired off shot after shot after shot. Sarah collapsed against my chest and we wrapped our arms around each other and fought to catch our breath.

 

Should we call it a night or go some more?


          We try one more time

 
 
 

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