I woke up the next morning with a hard on. My wife was gone. She had errands to run that day. I slid my hand down my pants and began touching myself again. Dreaming of my wife’s lips wrapped around my cock. It felt so good. Suddenly I began remembering what my wife said the previous night. I wondered if I’d be able to make my brother cum with my lips.
*FUCK* stop thinking about this! I pulled out my phone and began looking at pictures of my wife’s tits. I jerked off for a long time and could not finish. I decided to grab my flesh light. I reached into our “sex drawer” to grab it when I saw my wife’s dildo. Idk what I was thinking, but I grabbed it and shoved it in my mouth. Fuck it felt so good. I needed more. I began fucking my face with my wife’s dildo, while bending over my bed, humping my hand.
“Fuck yes”I moaned as I choked on the fake cock. “Fuck my face John. I want to taste your Cum” I moaned as I began to Cum in my hand.
What the fuxk is wrong with me. I’m not fantasizing about sucking my brothers dick and tasting his cum?
I need to get out
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