I gave Beth an early New Years kiss and sauntered confidently out the door and to my midnight rendezvous. Beth smiling led me down the stairs and back to the dance floor. Sex Oh sure I enjoyed fucking my sister and Beth, but their shallow personalities and vapid intellect was annoying. On the 30th, I shot an early load down Sandra’s throat and continued on my research paper until Allison arrived later that afternoon. A minute later, Beth begged, “Come in me baby, I want to feel your cum fill me up.”
I grunted, “Keep talking dirty slut.”
Looking at me in the mirror, she smiled deviously, “Pound my cunt, Master, and make me your little personal fuck slave. A minute later, Beth begged, “Come in me baby, I want to feel your cum fill me up.”
I grunted, “Keep talking dirty slut.”
Looking at me in the mirror, she smiled deviously, “Pound my cunt, Master, and make me your little personal fuck slave. “Hmmm, I like a man who knows what he wants,” she smiled, obeying my command. I followed the dim light up the stairs and to the master bedroom where I expect to find Mrs. I realized that Beth was the perfect fuck-toy, someone to shoot a load in, yet she wasn’t someone I could date, we were just not academically compatible.
