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My Wife's Little Sister | dixie50 | 18

 

Our breathing finally returned to normal. I had no idea what time it was, but I was definitely feeling the need for some much needed sleep. If we were going to make the most of the next week while Rachel was gone, I would have to get SOME rest! “Let’s go get some sleep, Sarah.” I whispered in her ear. “Ummm. Do we have to?” she asked. I didn’t answer. I helped her stand up. She rose up on her toes and kissed me; the cold night air hardened her nipples, and they felt like two rough pebbles rubbing against my chest. I cupped the cheeks of her ass and drew her closer to me. Our tongues were exploring each other’s mouth. Our bodies fit together perfectly, and we didn’t rush to break that union.

She got out of the pool and wrapped a towel around her. I did the same. Hers was wrapped perfectly so that her breasts billowed above the knot; her nipples barely covered. Her ass was barely covered and her long, shapely legs stretched on forever. We walked hand in hand to the bedroom.

Sarah lit a single, large candle behind me. She reached out, and her hand crept under my towel. She gingerly wrapped her hand around my cock, rubbing it gently. Then, she untied the knot letting the towel fall to the floor. She fell to her knees and caressed my cock with her mouth; kissing it softly and taking just the tip into her mouth. She lovingly worked her tongue around and in and out of my slit. My knees nearly buckled. She stood slowly and dropped her towel. The candlelight cast an angelic glow around her. She took my breath away. I stood transfixed, taking in her beauty.

She walked to the foot of the bed and crawled toward the head, looking like a tigress as she cast a suggestive look to me over her right shoulder. Finally, she reached the pillows and put her head down, turning to her side and drawing her knees up slightly, snuggling into the satiny sheets. I slid in behind her, molding my body to fit against every crook of hers. My slightly erect cock nestled below her cheeks, against her pussy. I could tell she was damp, but I also knew it must be raw because of our frequent and vigorous lovemaking. I slipped my hand between her legs and gently squeezed her mound and worked her lips slightly. I dipped one finger in briefly to moisten it and then gave her clit a few soft flicks. She moaned softly and pressed her legs together as if trying to subdue her response. I removed my hand and let my arm fall over her side, resting my hand just below her navel. She pressed her back into me, and we drifted off to sleep.

 

Where is Sarah?


          I search for her

 
 
 

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