เข้าสู่ระบบ"Okay. Fine. I'm here. What do you need?""Alright. That there is your air handler unit. The access panel is a bitch to get at. You see that triangle of space between the rafter, strut, and ductwork? We have to lie through that to reach the panel behind it." He pointed out each piece as he explained it. "The circuit board gets installed from below. I'll hold it with my good hand and you can use both of yours to screw it in place, then plug the wire in.""It doesn't look like a lot of room for both of us." She observed."Uh, no it's not. So, umm, I figure if I lay down first and set the board in place, you, uh, could reach over me to secure it."She quickly realized he meant she would need to lie on top of him to do the job.Foreseeing the opportunity to flirt with him a little more and finally get the air conditioning fixed, she eagerly nodded her head.Patrick climbed back under the HVAC duct and rolled over on to his back. "Hand me the circuit."Jennifer looked at the remaining spac
atrick knocked on the door a little after noon.His triumphant smile froze on his face as Jennifer opened the door. She was in an oversized t-shirt that looked like a man's XXL. It covered her bottom so he couldn't tell if she had shorts on, but it was her chest that commanded his attention. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra from the dents her nipples were making. What captivated him most was the surprisingly darker areola that showed through the white shirt."Did they have it? You have it!" She squealed in glee as she saw the circuit board in his hand. She threw open the door and ushered him in, oblivious to his shock."You, uh," knowing he can't say your nipples are showing through, Patrick stumbled for how to address the outfit, "...changed" and failed to get his point across."The tank top and shorts were too snug. It's gotten hotter, so I wanted something loose that barely touches my skin," was her practical answer as she fanned the bottom of the shirt, creating a small bre
**Stepdaughter accidentally impales herself on her stepfather's cock while helping to fix a broken air conditioner unit. Improbable? Yes. But that's why this is fiction. If it didn't happen, there wouldn't be a story.**The phone stopped ringing when Patrick answered it with a "Hello?""DAD!" came an excited reply."Oh, hey Jennifer. How's my baby girl? Did you get to see..." Patrick started off."Dad, I need your help!" interrupted Jennifer, "the air conditioning is broken. You gotta fix it!""Honey. We talked about this. You bought that apartment complex knowing that you'd have to take care of it. We tried talking you out of it, but you convinced your mom and I that you'd be able to handle it now that you graduated the university. You're going to have to use that business degree and go hire someone.""But that's just it dad, I can't. I tried every air conditioning company I can find on the internet. Most are already booked full because of the heatwave.""Y
He slowly pulled himself back to her entrance and reversed and plumbed her depths again slowly."Fuck me hard, Cage," Kota whispered, and hoped her brother heard her.His sister had begged for this, so he intended to give her everything she needed.Cage pulled almost out quickly and thrust back into her even faster.Kota squeaked.Without hesitating, he pulled out and thrust back in, and his sister squeaked again.He began pushing and pulling her hips in time with his thrusts. Her squeaks and gasps for air mixed with his heavy breathing to bounce around the small shed and off the plain, wood walls.Kota's feet shuffled a fraction of an inch forward with the pounding her brother gave her, and soon her forehead began to touch, then knock on the glass of the window.Cage reached around Kota and began flicking her clit as he pounded her pussy and her squeaks turned into short squeals.Cage worried she'd break the window, so he reached with his free hand and pulled her hair on one side to
"Are you mad at your panties?" Cage asked, then retrieved her panties from his pocket.Kota looked at his hand, then his face, and laughed."Yeah, I guess I am a little."Cage returned her panties to his pocket."It's right up here at the back of our property."She had been right. The shed needed a good paint, but the door closed and the window was intact.Kota pulled the sheet off the sofa and they sat down."I don't have any panties on, Cage.""Neither do I.""But you have underwear on, right?""Yeah, but not panties."Kota laughed, then stood up so she could sit back down straddling her brother's lap."Cage, I'm so mad.""Do you want to talk about it?""No."Kota leaned forward and kissed Cage on the mouth then leaned away from him."Why am I so horny lately?"Kota looked down at their laps, then back up at Cage."Why are you so horny lately?" she asked Cage with a giggle."Because you're sitting on my lap with no panties on.""And I'm sitting on your lap and you're hard again. Wan
Kota had washed her crotch and armpits, then, out of character for her, spritzed a little body spray in both those places.She still felt crusty and like she smelled like fucking, specifically fucking her brother.She glanced at Cage when he sat down across from her and he looked perfect, of course, like he'd been lounging around the house all day.She glanced at Dad, and he looked nervous.He's going to say something soon, Kota said in her mind and glanced across the table again.They ate in silence for a few minutes. That was unusual, but not totally out of character."How's school going?" Dad piped up eventually. He was looking at Kota when she met his gaze, then looked at Cage."Fine," Kota shrugged. "Not much is going on. End of year slowdown and getting ready for prom and graduation. Stuff for popular kids.""So no hot guys chasing you around, Kota? What about Dean? You think he might ask you to prom?""I hope not...I mean, probably not. We're just friends.""What about you Cage
I took a seat in the small set of bleachers, watching Sandy as she moved between the players as they went through their cool-down stretches. Paige was at the front of the group, calling out movements. I'd had to remind myself not to blush and wave to the coach when she saw me. She'd stayed professi
After fifteen minutes I heard a car pull up, and I glanced out the window to see Paige extricate herself from the back of a sporty little coup, the girl in the front having to get out and fold the seat forward.Paige pulled out her bags and waved to Kaylin and the other girl, who climbed back into
Can a divorced mother of three find true love?All characters involved in explicit sex scenes are over eighteen. Enjoy! And please rate and leave comments or send feedback. They mean so much to me.Enjoy****************It didn't fit."C'mon, Mom, we're gonna be late!""Just a second, sweetheart!"
"This is not your fault, Sandy.""I know, but still. I didn't want to put this kind of pressure on you."We were standing in the school's visitor's parking lot, next to Sandy's burnt orange Jeep. We were completely alone, with about thirty minutes before kids and staff began pouring out of the buil







