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The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep17

"You want me?" Tara asked, sitting up. Her feet pressed against my thighs. Her lithe little hand wrapped around my cock, holding it in position, readying to plunge me into her pussy.

This was the moment where I was supposed to stop. To step back from the precipice. It was my last chance to preserve the promises of my marriage -- admittedly already cracked, but at a point where it could still be fixed, sloppily, with super glue and hope.

You think that's how it happens. That the instant of cheating is obvious, pronounced, and you have the time and wherewithal to weigh it carefully. In truth each moment rolls on top of the next like a lightning avalanche where you see the flash in the far distance and, suddenly, you're buried in your sister-in-law's impossibly tight, indescribably wet pussy.

"Uhhhhhhhh-UGH!" Tara groaned as she engulfed me. "Slow-slow-slow. Fuck that's a lot."

Tara settled down on my dick like a three-inch ring being forced around a 3. 5-inch pole. Slow and steady. Sinking down. Panting like she was having a panic attack.

Finally, my wife's baby sister bottomed out. Looking at me wide eyed with shock, like even she couldn't believe what she'd just done. The way you'd stare at a sword if the sharp end was sticking out from your stomach.

Neither of us moved. We hung there, wondering at what we'd accomplished. Amazed at the experience of each other's body. Sure, we'd crushed on each other before, but I don't think either of us understood exactly what we'd been holding ourselves back from till that moment.

"Kate can't get excited about this?" Tara asked gesturing down at her cock-filled crevasse.

"Jesse wants to be with someone different than you?" I asked with the same incredulity.

my shaft as she giggled. The pretty redhead leaned forward, careful to keep my dick inside her. Like she was playing a weird party game where she

lips lightly. She began to rock her hips. Grinding down on my dick with the slightest bit of motion. It wasn't enough to stimulate me. Just warm and tight. But clearly her movements

from between her puffy vaginal lips. Tara gently swayed against me. Her eyes crossed slightly as a little cum overcame

that. This was languid -- almost more like soaking than sex. For a moment, I wondered

still inching back and forth, lost in her own world. Red hair tossing. Little tits jiggling. It was like watching a cam show

want you," I

said, a

back into the couch. For a moment, I caught the flash of something in her

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more to take charge of my own pleasure and I didn't pause. Again, the images ran through my mind. That asshole, Jesse, with his arm possessively around Tara. Brian, nailing her to the bed. But now, she was mine. That pussy was creaming on my cock. That woman was moaning from my ministrations.

me, Andy," Tara said, "Give me

the difference. She'd been barely capable of speech with Brian. But now she was rambling, one long nonsense monologue, egging me on like a little

doing it. Fucking your wife's little sister. How

"So good."

you. Ever since we first met. I know Kate's leaving you

"You've got it."