Masuk"Do you really think I expected an answer to that?" Jennie chuckled, planting a kiss on my lips. "Your wife is my sister. I don't care how well she fucks you."
Oh well. But, I do care to fuck you, a second time. I thought.
Jennie began to pull her dress straps back up, placing them over her shoulder. I shot a sad glance at her beautiful tits and gave them a small squeeze before her dress covered them up. Jennie smiled at that.
"Thank you, Jennie. That was heavenly..." I said.She bobbed her head, "You're quite welcome. My sister is one hell of a lucky girl"
"No, no. I'm the lucky one. You gave me your virginty." I said. "I'm honoured"
She smiled again at me, fixing her dress. Then, she rigged at the front, as she covered her smooth thighs. A thick lump formed in my throat. My cock was still buried deep inside her and I didn't pull up my shorts. This whole time, my wife had me silent. I picked up my phone to check the time. It was now three hours until we arrive at Jennie's college. "I'll try to catch some sleep. "Jennie said softly, "Don't get any funny ideas again, okay?" She said, winking at me as she gave my legs a small squeeze. Then, She leaned back on me, relaxing her body on my chest. She placed her head on my shoulder again. We were in the same position as we had been at the time the trip had begun that morning. The only difference was that my shorts were off this time and my cock twitched, deep inside her pussy. I stared down at her cleavage and placed my hands on her smooth legs, soon blood started to rush to my cock once again. Fresh cum still dropped out of her pussy, and her frequent movement to get into a comfortable position caused my cock to rub in and out, just a few times. Fuccckkkkk. We were in perfect sync now. Her pussy was even more wet, and I gave her tit a quick, urgent squeeze before I kissed her neck. She was moaning again. Her soft moans did something to my head.Forgetting her warning, I started to thrust into her again. This time, I had an increased sense of urgency as I pounded into her.
A new wave of pleasure crashed through her. As we continued to fuck, her pussy walls clamped tightly around my cock.I couldn't believe what was happening.
I was fucking her again!The second time, and it was even way better than the first had been. I had a hunger to claim her pussy as mine and shoot my seed into her, again.
I was still thrusting into her, about to explode for the second time when the car music suddenly went off. Silence fell in the car and I stiffened. "Okayyyyy, Y'all!" My wife's cheerful voice next to us chirped. "We are almost there!"Jennie and I stiffened, sharing a shocked look.
Fuck! I cursed. Pressure was fast building within me, but the car was so damn silent that if we dared to make any noise, my wife would definitely hear it. I shot a hungry stare at Jennie. My hard cock still rested in her pussy as our eyes met and without any sound, we kissed with our tongues. Her hands ran all over my face, with a sense of urgency. We were in panic as we both tried to hold on to this fleeting moment. "Just a few more minutes, you two." She said, still driving. "Oh, Sweetie..." I muttered, loud enough for Ciara to hear me, "I did have one hell of a time, seating here."Then, my attention returned to Jennie's beautiful face. She seemed sad as I pulled my unfulfilled cock out of her pussy.
I quickly adjusted my shorts while kissing her. Her hands roamed over my body as I continued to massage her pussy over her wet panties. As the seconds passed, I became more tensed. My body ached for more of her. Her soft boobs. Her slippery pussy. Her tongue in my mouth. Everything!"Finally, we are here!" My wife exclaimed, jolting me back into reality.
Jennie planted a small kiss on my cheek before jerking her head backwards.My breathing was heavy as I watched her in silence.
She fixed her dress, and let out a small sigh before she unlocked the car door and stepped out. Damnn it!Her warmth was still all over my body.
"Babe?" My wife called in the silence. "Are you out already?""Uh-no." I mumbled, tucking my half erect cock along my stomach, making it easy for my waistband to hide it. "I'm trying to fix my shoelace."
"Oh well. I'm out!" Ciara said, and I heard the car door slam from the other end.
Jennie stood outside the car window, smiling shyly at me. She looked even more beautiful to me, now that I had a knowledge of how sweet she tasted. Her hair danced around her, as a gentle breeze blew. Her thin dress perfectly hugged her curves and she looked away as my wife approached her. My cock twitched in my shorts, again. This was going to be one long, painful afternoon. I realized. The rest of the day went by quickly as Ciara and I helped Jennie to move into her dorm. Soon, it was time to say our goodbyes. When Jennie and I hugged, she pressed her body firmly against mine and held on to me longer than what I expected.For the second time, I took note of how nice Jennie smelt. I became horny as fuck as I pulled away from our embrace.
When Ciara and I finally made the drive back home, I took her to the bathroom and fucked her right there, under the showerhead.
I had no idea whether she noticed how aggressive I was, but that night, while fucking Ciara, I had multiple intense orgasms.
As I drifted off to sleep afterwards, an idea lingered at the back of my mind.
If had Jennie allowed me to fuck her the first time, then she would definitely let me hit it a second time.
It was obvious she has enjoyed the feeling of my thick cock sliding in and out of her.
That was all I wanted now.
To make love to Jennie, my wife's sister.
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