Crazy Adventures のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 941 - チャプター 950

When we got to my house, we got back to reality. My brother and his wife had arrived. They were sitting in the media room, knocking down a few beers.Brenda buttoned up her dress before we left the garage. She became her other self. Officious and a little standoffish, she tended to dominate people. My brother got a peck on the cheek. His wife's kiss was in the air next to her cheek!My brother and I were in jeans and shirts. The ladies went upstairs and changed.My brother's wife, Clare, was a mousy-looking thing. She appeared to be and was the stereotypical suburban housewife. She was the secretary for the PTA and the president of the local garden club.She wore loose-fitting grey jersey shorts with a matching T-shirt. The shorts were wide-legged.

She rolled off him to the floor and lay flat on her back, trying to catch her breath. I reached over and gently massaged her breasts."Whew," she said, "I don't think I can take anymore tonight."I pretended to be shocked. She playfully slapped my thigh."Stop it! I'm too drunk and tired, but tomorrow is a different story.""Look, the blowjob was great. But I'm not ready to start fucking my sister.""We'll work on that," Brenda laughed."Shit," I said, "your wife is upstairs passed out on the floor. I was coming to get you when I caught you two in the act!"The three of us trooped upstairs. I was last up and slapped my sister on the ass."Ouch," she said, rubbing her ass with both hands, "no more for you tonight!"My brother

Stranded commuters succumb to each other on the subway.**********There's an old saying about ships passing in the night. Our protagonists took it to the next level on the stalled subway car.All characters are at least 18 years old.*Her body weighed down by exhaustion, Olga Green trudged down the subway stairs. With drooping shoulders and a pale complexion, she seemed starved for sunlight. She tightly gripped her shopping bag containing the remnants of her lunch and work clothes, wary of the purse snatchers who haunted the subway at night.Every evening, she donned her cleaning gear and embarked on a twelve-hour journey through the maze of cubicles and conference rooms. This was a necessary but not glamorous job.Life had thrown Olga an unexpected curveball. Her husband, once a steady source of support, was laid off. Suddenly, the burden of providing for their household fell solely upon Olga's shoulders.Working overtime became a necessity for Olga. She knew every extra hour she p

Olga clutched his cock in her hand and stroked it. She marveled that it took both hands, and her fingers didn't meet around it.Jesse closed his eyes as Olga stroked his tool. He was drunk and the heat was oppressive. Her hands were rough from hard work but felt good sliding up and down his tool. His hips pumped slowly."You'd better stop! That feels too good!""Okay," Olga said reluctantly, letting go of his cock.She licked her lips as precum oozed from his piss slit.Jesse's precum covered her hands. She held them up and away from her body while looking around for something to wipe them on. She shrugged, smiled devilishly at Jesse, then licked his juices from her hands, one finger at a time. She held his eyes the entire time."Nasty girl," Jesse said, watching her savor his precum."Back in the day, I was a virtuoso at sucking cock.""How big are your jugs," Jesse said, slurring his words."This bra is 36DDD, but I'm closing to a G cup. Want to see?"Olga pushed her bra up over her

The duel sensations of his dick in her spasming pussy and her tail in his ass was too much for Isidore. He exploded repeatedly, flooding her womb with his life-giving seed.Later, the chill of the evening air seeped into his bones awakened him. Blinking away his drowsiness, he surveyed his surroundings, only to be met with the sight of the dying embers of the fire he had shared with her. Then, the memory of her last words resurfaced, like whispers carried away by the mist."My mate, you have done well. You shall have your fondest desire, your mother."Isidore looked at his watch; it was a little after 9.00 p.m. He had been gone for several hours. His parents would wonder where he was, especially his overprotective mother, Karissa.He dressed quickly and rushed through the jungle unerringly toward the villa. He was unmindful of the healing claw marks on his body.************Karissa glanced up at the clock, noting that it was past 9:00 p.m. and her son hadn't returned from his explora