Home to Kate

After we finished dress shopping we rode home in silence. As exciting as my affair with Amy was, it was also ripping me apart inside. I did love Kate, and I wanted to marry her. But I found it so damn hard to leave Amy alone.

Kate was waiting in the kitchen when I arrived at our apartment. She was happy to see me, but she did have no idea that i had just spent the afternoon eating my brother's fiance out. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.

"Did she find her dress?" she asked.

"Yeah, after looking at like a thousand," I lied.

"You are going to be such a good brother in law," Kate said. "And an amazing husband...and a great daddy."

Her hands found my pants and unfastened them. I leaned down and kissed her again as she freed my cock and started to stroke it, which is when I remembered what Amy said about me coming home and kissing Kate after eating her pussy. My poor fiance had no idea she was more or less french kissing her soon-to-be sister-in-law.

That was hot. I pictured her, pregnant, with her face buried in Amy's pregnant pussy. I kissed her a little more aggressively, our tongues slithering around each other.

"Damn," she said when we finally pulled our lips apart. Kate was almost out of breath. "If dress shopping makes you this horny, maybe you have to come shopping with me!"

"Bad luck," I say.

Kate dropped to her knees in front of me and suddenly deep throats my entire cock. That was new. I feel the head rubbing against the back of her throat. She reaches up with one of her hands and gently plays with my balls.

"Oh...fuck," I moaned.

She slowly starts to slide back and forth on my cock, always maintaining eye contact with me, which is about the hottest damn thing ever. After my encounter with Amy, it doesnt take long for her to push me to the edge.