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I crawled in, spent and dozed off. Several hours later I awoke to a freshly bathed Donna sucking my growing cock in the candle lit bedroom. As my cock got hard, I pulled Donna’s hair and ordered her to “ride on my cock.” As I saw my sweet sister happily riding my, again, hard dick, my sober mind began to feel a little weird again. My older sister was fucking me and loving it! I rolled her on her back and she thrust her legs in the air, her dripping pussy ready for my hard, bouncing cock. I dove right into her cunt, fucking her hard and fast. She came as I pressed on her hard and she was panting like a dog. It was hard to see her like this and I rolled her over on all fours and held her hips hard as I shoved my rod all the way in her pussy and she came again after a couple of strokes. I had my thumb up her asshole and I had been lubing it with spit when I pulled my cock out of her pussy and put the head of my dick in my sister’s ass, she yelled, “No! Never in my ass! At that moment my cock was halfway in and as she began to cry I had my cock in all the way and as the rhythmic slapping of my hips against her firm ass cheeks began to be drowned out by her increasingly loud moans of pleasure as I pounded her beautiful, tight asshole into anal submission. She was mine in all of her sweet holes. I had turned the tables on my first teacher. I blew another load of cum right into her sweet tight ass as she fingered her clit to orgasm. I collapsed on top of Donna and as my cock shriveled out of her ass, we slept. Donna and I fuck regularly now as she works less and our “Service” relationship shifts and changes, as well as her willingness to take dick in the ass. I broke her anal cherry that night. She had only taken small dildos in her ass before, but she got into it that night. I’ll write more about our adventures and her asian past if you like. She is my main squeeze these days as I had shared my wife with a black friend and now she seems to only like getting black cock from him and his buddy. So I cuckold and am a cuckold. Frank Mills writes real sex stories about real people for real people. Please feel free to comment. Preface : I can’t believe I’m here right now…how did it happen? Three months ago, when I learned my job was eliminated, I was devastated. Then, at dinner, I found out we were expecting, AGAIN! Even though I would have my severance package, and my wife could pay our bills with her job, I was terrified to lose the fun things we did as a family. The trips, the sports events, the concerts…all potentially gone! I found a delivery service looking to amateur expand…it was designed for those who didn’t have the time for common errands, laundry services and dry-cleaning, groceries, that kind of thing. My vehicle had plenty of room to accommodate the package sizes. It would give me flexibility to give us the fun we needed in our family indian budget, but also a schedule that would be flexible enough to be more of an at-home dad. So, I applied…I was accepted…I trained…three weeks ago, I made my first day of deliveries… The Story Begins : It was a Wednesday…my first actual delivery found me taking groceries to a house in an upscale neighborhood, much like my own. The wife was at home and the squeals of kids echoed inside the house. She was a hot mess. Looked mid-twenties for age. Probably 5’1”, her dirty blonde hair barely pulled back into a ponytail, reaching just past her shoulders. Her bright blue eyes were locked on mine as she shifted her hips and looked up at me, waiting for me to introduce myself. My head shaking to regain my composure. She simply amateur said Congrats and sorry she missed it indian too. “I quite enjoyed it myself,” I said in a great understatement, and then we kissed again. Waking your sister up by taking her panties off full of your cum would probably be punishable by sudden death. God, this shit was strong. “General Zantar went easy on me.” He glared at Jade as she passed, who bumped shoulders with him. My orgasm peaked through me. I trembled, my pussy clamping down a final time on her fingers. "Good you're all here, though he hasn't said anything I know when the General is pissed." Being a Grass type and therefore more grounded Chespin didn't take asian much damage. "Really Mr. Watkins?" she said attempting to compose herself. Cryptids began to show all around the world in short periods. I grabbed the evocation spirits. “Thank you, Justina.” I said to her, “I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch to you.” There will be time for pleasure later.”