“Pardon, madam,” he said, his voice thick with a sexy European accent that I couldn’t even come close to placing. “This is just two people helping each other out, okay? Amateur porn What guy doesn’t like breasts, am I right? Craig, of course, was so nervous about the whole “incest” thing. “I am just to be…trimming the bushes.”
He held out a pair of shears, but I couldn’t stop staring at his chest. He put both his hands firmly on my ass—not as good as my pussy, but I certainly wasn’t complaining. As I did, we froze. All weirdness had passed by this point—the idea was firmly cemented in both our heads that this wasn’t incest, it was just two people helping each other out. Craig, you can stay here…”
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I had no idea why he needed to split us up—I just hoped it wouldn’t be for cross-examination, to see if he could pick any holes in our story. I tried not to push it, I tried to move at a pace that he was comfortable with, but last night I just said fuck it—I was horny, and he was the only way I was going to get off. As I watched and drank the tea and smelled the pollen, I couldn’t stop thinking about the mostly-naked man in front of me…how attractive he
