She smiles. It cracks your entire perception of your little brother’s wife. She’s not the conservative, uptight woman like your wife. She’s naughty. Her eyes stare into you. Daring you to do more.
“You must have liked what you saw.”
You don’t remember what you saw. You don’t care. Your biceps strain from holding up the weight of theses gallon-of-milk jugs. You squish the soft flesh between your fingers in response.
She closes her eyes and sighs. The sound ripples from your ears down to your hard cock making it ring like a bell. You lightly tug her nipples.
“Aaah. You’re so bad,” she moans. “Make it quick before your brother comes back.”
She steps away from you and bends over the bed. A red thong parts her firm ass cheeks. She reaches behind her and grabs the fabric. She stretches it to the side, revealing her smooth cameltoe that’s begging to be parted by your cock.
You want to, but fucking your brother’s wife isn’t the goal. You say, “Turn around.”
She looks back over her shoulder, “So you can look into my eyes while you fuck me?”
You won’t be looking at her eyes.
She rolls over and pushes herself back on the bed. She spreads her thighs wide. She keeps her thong pulled to the side. She starts fingering herself and moaning. You’re not watching.
You stare at the heaviest set of tits. Big full titties. So big they make her average body seem tiny. Page Six Tits on a plain Jane frame. They jiggle with each of her soft moans. Your mouth waters at her big nipples. You need to suck them.
“Fill me quick,” she begs.
