1. Remote Possibilities 2: s****r Abby


    Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fetish, Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: drew1207, Rating: 96, Source: xHamster

    twisted about just so, the sun praising her with its warm rays. Entranced by his s****r's body - gently swelling with slow, relaxed breaths, Andrew unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing member. He doubted that it had fully softened since he decided to use the remote on Abby, not that it ever really did when she was around anyhow. He envisioned himself pressing Abby's soft plump pillows together, still loosely covered in her bikini and sliding his shaft between them, the rope strand that precariously joined the cups grazing him as he did. His hand worked over his shaft and he imagined that that it was Abby's, her pampered and soft hand gently working him into a frenzy as she had in the car the day before. Not that she would remember it, the remote had made sure of that. He had no idea that she was aware of him watching her and so he thought himself utterly lucky when she dove swiftly underwater only to emerge dripping wet and arching her back as she ran her hands over her silken, drenched hair. Continuing their trail down her neck and shoulders, her hands grasped lightly at her breasts. She delicately squeezed them together and then ran them down her strong abdomen; Andrew let out an audible gasp. Finally she waded over to the edge of the pool and thrust herself out, her breasts so terrifyingly close to falling out of her bikini as her arms thrust them together and she lifted herself from the pool. Andrew was clueless to the pleasure that she was currently ...
    deriving from the teasing, thinking that he had simply caught her at an unbelievably good time. The sinful assumptions they both formed were making each of them hornier than ever, and when Abby turned from him and reached for the tie in her top Andrew nearly spilt his seed against the window. Angled just right so he couldn't take in an entire tit nor the puffy nipple atop it, his s****r laid down on the lounge chair in front of her. As she extended herself face-down on the towel, Abby's breasts mashed against the lounge and she quickly pulled away the suit beneath. Seeing her laid out below him and watching her adjust her topless body, wiggling this way and that, was too much for him. Andrew came in strands, one after another all due to the captivatingly seductive vixen below, his very own s****r. Regaining his composure and quickly cleaning himself up, Andrew now focused with a clear head on what he'd promised himself the night before. Today was the day. He had certainly done his homework, putting commands in place to start Abby off on the right track. But what now? He had already decided not to simply f***e his will upon her, he wanted things to happen as naturally as possible. Maybe it was the cloudiness of sl**p not yet gone or maybe it was his insatiable appetite for his s****r not yet fulfilled, but no strokes of brilliance were coming forth. He decided to explore the remote a bit. He'd certainly started to get the hang of it now. Of course there was the tab for moving and ...
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