Yve stood there in the open silk robe, her full breasts exposed, nipples hard, and a dark, hungry look in her eyes. She didn’t seem angry, she looked turned on. Really turned on. “Don’t stop on my account,” she repeated softly, letting the robe slip off her shoulders completely and pool at her feet. She was completely naked underneath, her body was curvy and beautiful, she had heavier breasts than mine, wider hips, and smooth shaved pussy already glistening. Brandon was still buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching my walls. He looked over at his wife and smiled. “Baby… you’re just in time.” I lay there on the couch, naked, legs wrapped around my brother-in-law, breathing hard. My face burned with embarrassment and excitement at the same time. “Yve… I—” I started, but she walked over and silenced me with a soft kiss on my lips. Her mouth was warm and tasted sweet. Her hand gently cupped one of my breasts as she kissed me deeper, her tongue sliding against mine. When she
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