The funmils

I've ever met, from the inside out! You've got that gorgeous face with those sexy lips, deep brown eyes, luxurious, thick hair... you're absolutely phenomenal, and you know you've got a knock-out body... awesome tits, thin narrow waist, then those voluptuous hips and the best... the very best... that absolutely smokin' hot ass. DAMN is that thing ever fine. I could look at it all day. Every hot-blooded guy in America probably would love to be with you. You are totally fuckable."

I blushed and said, "Fuckable? Fuckable? Thanks for the compliment, you pervert!"

"Hey -- don't get offended. I'm just trying to be honest with you. How am I not supposed to notice that my little sister has grown up to be a friggin' hot woman? I'm not supposed to notice the curves, the firm, tanned legs, the sexy face, the way your ass looked in those khaki pants you wore on the 4th of July?"

"So you really have fantasized about me for 10 years?"

"More like 14 years."

"What? You PERVERT! You were fantasizing about me when I was 16?"

"Well, I wouldn't say I was fantasizing about you then, but yeah, I did notice how you had developed into a very beautiful woman."

"I can't believe this is happening." And it was at that point I felt a warm glob of come drip out of my pussy and onto my calf. I looked down and spread my legs apart, and watched in amazement as glob after glob of thick white come dripped out and spattered onto the hardwood floor.

In amazement I said, "Geez, Jeff, how much did you come?"

He smiled and said, "Sorry, but... I was really turned on, and didn't hold back."

As I watched more globs drip out, I muttered, "I guess not." I turned around and leaned over the kitchen counter to grab some paper towels, and felt a big glob stick to my thigh and knee. I shook my head and laughed as I turned back around and began to clean myself up. I moved over to clean up the little pool of come on the floor, and glanced up in time to see Jeff with my panties, smelling and tasting the crotch.

I said, "What in the HELL are you doing?"

He smiled again and said, "Sorry, just wanted to know what you taste like."

"You are SUCH A PERVERT!" Apparently I yelled too loudly, because Brayden woke up and started to cry. I gave Jeff an exasperated look as I grabbed my panties out of his hand, gathered up my clothes, and went into Brayden's room. I quickly put my bra, blouse, and skirt on, throwing my soaked panties into the dirty clothes hamper in the hall, and walked back out to the living room in time to catch Jeff running the fingers of his hand up the shaft of his semi-hard cock, which he then stuck into his mouth.

"Now what are you doing?"

"Just... tasting, sorry..."

"Pervert. Don't you need to get back to work?"

"Yes, I do... I just came by to drop off the box of clothes... look, Sabrina, please don't worry too much about what we did, ok? Seriously, it is no big deal. I'm happy to let it go and pretend it never happened, honest. I will never bring it up again, ever, ok?"

I sighed, and said, "Ok. I just can't believe we did that."

"I know, me either, honest. Never in a million years did I think that was going to happen. But try to look on the bright side."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, your breasts aren't going to explode, are they? I mean, they don't hurt anymore, do they?"to be continue
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