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“I’m not going to wake her, she’s drunk, probably won’t wake up even if I tried.” “Let me try, I’m begging. Man, I fucked up big time, and I have to try to make it right with Irene.” “Women usually don’t forgive cheating so quick, but if you think you can convince her you’re a good guy again, you can check on her.” I stopped blocking the door and let Justin in. He looked around and I pointed the direction to my room. I didn’t give him much of a chance to square things with my sister, she was really hurt, pretty pissed, and even more drunk. Justin went to the bedroom and I grabbed a glass of cold water and went back to the front room then turned on the TV. After about ten minutes I got curious so I got up to see what the hell was going on in my room. I couldn’t imagine my sister sitting quiet while her two-timing boyfriend explained himself. I expected to hear yelling, I didn’t. What I saw when I opened the door sent a flood of adrenaline directly to my blood, my mind froze, I reacted to what I saw. Justin had Irene on her back, her knees bent over the edge of the mattress. She was still passed out. Her skirt was hiked up to her stomach, her pink panties bunched up on the bed next to her shoulder; he was fucking her. I grabbed the son-of-a-bitch by the back of the neck and jerked him away from Irene. His cock pulled out of her when he fell to his ass. I kicked him in the ribs and was ready to throw the cocksucker out the window but held back; I couldn’t kill him, that had serious consequences. I dragged him by an arm out of the room, to the door and shoved him into the stairwell, his pants were still around his ankles so he stumbled and fell three steps down before he caught himself. I slammed the door then leaned on it, calming down for a few moments. Once I got my breath under control I went back to indian my sister. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her elbows on her knees, her head in her hands. When she heard me come in, she looked up, “Was I dreaming? She stood up and pulled her shirt off, her plain black bra lose on her body. tried keeping it muffled since we were half inside, half outside of a car at night, in a dense neighborhood. "So if Dad didn’t take the picture, who did?" He calls her name again and then places his hand on her naked thigh. "Is everything alright?" “He better not be because he’s been looking at me like I’m on the menu.” She would talk and confront any issues or concerns about anything that Brad and Cassie brought up, or even tried to hide. I buried my mouth in the fine hair I could feel above her pussy. Jealousy trust I went through the third day after the sexual incident with mom doing the same old college stuffs. I flip her onto her stomach and giver her ass a soft smack before I undo her bindings. indian She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Alex’s torso and held him to her body. She handed the paperwork to Jill and exited the room. Then I went back to her rosebud and she worked her ass fucking my tongue with it. "Can someone please help me get her to the car? In Lou’s bedroom they searched the videos for just the right encounter, finally after 45 minutes they had it. Regretting her decision.