Irene put her hands on the wall of the stall and tilted her head back so I could work the lotion into her hair. I was still looking at her back, her ass and legs while my fingers were busy, my cock was like Jack’s beanstalk, it wouldn’t quit growing and began to hurt from the unceasing expansion; I felt so much pressure I thought it would come apart at the seams. I took a hand off my sister’s head to adjust my erection, but the clinging wet cloth wouldn’t let me ease the strain. I pulled my shorts over my cock then shimmied my ass until they fell to my ankles. My unconstrained prick stuck straight and hard, pointed directly at Hardcore Irene’s ass. She turned slightly to see what I was doing; when she saw my cock waving free, her eyes moved up to mine and she bent her back, raised up on her toes then moved her butt until I slipped between her thighs. I put both hands on her hips then with the aim and skill of an accomplished lover, impaled her with my erection. Irene yelped, slapped her hands on the shower wall then pressed back on me; I began fucking her. She bowed her back, putting more pressure against my stomach while I rolled my back to screw her. Irene turned her head to look up at me and flashed a small smile. I pushed up, deep and strong enough to lift her feet off the floor, her entire weight was hanging on my cock, Irene gasped, closed her eyes and moaned. She fumbled with the faucet to turn the water off, slipped off my boner then took my hand and pulled me asian from the shower to my room. At the bed she turned to me, took both my hands in hers then fell back, pulling me to her, between her spread legs. I slipped back into Irene, then she and I tried our damnedest to break my bed. I may have been surprised as hell at what Irene had done, that she instigated sex with me, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to refuse her. The entire time we were bouncing on the bed I had nagging thoughts about who she was, and why she seduced me, but I wasn’t about to complain or pull out. If I was a revenge fuck, oh well, I thought, that was a fate I would have to put up with. amateur She was hot, limber and the longer we coupled, the wilder she got. Irene had been screwing Justin for a couple of years and never worried about getting knocked up so I wasn’t concerned about her safety either. The forces of life swelled my cock, hardened my nuts then, when I couldn’t hold on any longer, I warned her, “I’m cuming Irene, I’m gonna ------!” My sister grabbed my ass and held tight as I shot a double-ball blast into her. When I was done pumping her up, I relaxed to lie on her stomach. She huffed softly into my ear, “You’re fucking heavy, get off.” I answered her with a bit of satire, “I just did.” She slapped my butt then pushed me over to lie beside her. She rolled to her side facing me then said with a hint of a grin, “I still have conditioner in my hair.” I wasn’t concerned about her hair just then, “What the hell happened, why did you do that?” Her eyes turned serious, “Not sure, I just didn’t want to walk around today knowing tits that the last guy to fuck me is cheating on me. Having common DNA didn’t matter.” “I’m an emergency fuck, ‘Pull Zipper in Case of Emergency’?” Her eyes twinkled, “You’re complaining? I thought guys like non-committal quickies.” “You didn’t get off.” She pushed me away, “Don’t worry about it, that’s not why I did it. I need to get up Brett, I have to finish washing my hair.” I pulled my wet shirt off and tossed at her as she walked away. Twenty minutes later I was dishing up scrambled eggs and bacon for Irene, she was sipping orange juice. She was wearing my robe and again commiserating about Justin. That we had just fucked like hot new lovers wasn’t part of the breakfast conversation, “Was I dreaming last night or was Justin here?” When I told her what happened, that I threw his naked ass out the door she laughed brightly, “Good thing you got him before I woke up, if I had been sober, I would have sliced his nuts open with a dull kitchen knife. He got off easy.” Before Irene left for her own place, she teen asked me what I was doing the rest of the day. I reminded her that I have a job and wouldn’t be home until after five. She asked if she could come over after her afternoon class. I arched my body backwards to relieve some of the strain on the ropes, but i couldn't hold that position for very long. Sherry asked her “would you like coffee”? “You like?” I asked. “Someone in amateur the neighborhood?” I suggested. All 8 were like asian small children, innocent, naughty and energetic.I almost had a heart attack when I saw that one of his friend s is my cousin brother, Aamir. The stallion withdrew his cock, faltering but still mostly erect and dangerous. The housewife wore 4-inch stiletto ankle shoes, her smooth legs guiding his gaze up to tits her hips. He ain't as fast as he used to be but no ones taken nothin from my truck since he sleeps in here. It's thin, it bends upwards and I can't get enough of it. There were a few people on both levels. They felt good and well toned. “OH-MY-GOD…Sir…please…I’m trying Hardcore to control myself…” Kelly says, quickly recovering her breathing and a muffled counting can be heard as her teen pussy tightens around my fingers and cock. The Harken woman is almost certain to recognize me as Gara’s twin in spite of the missing markings, so White Queen unnecessarily reemphasizes the importance of ensuring that Acheron arranges privacy for our meeting.