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Just the six of us 1

Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

thought briefly about leaving, but a kind of morbid curiosity filled her. He still didn't hear notice the door had opened. Everything kind of faded out as he started to climax. A thousand tiny sparks went off in his head... and then the voice struck. "Oh Danni." A streamer of cum shot out and hit the shower wall, while images of Danni bouncing up and down on the diving board, her perky breasts bursting at the small bathing suits she wore, flashed through his head. "Oh fuck me," Mike said out loud as he began to shoot his seed onto the tile in front of him. "Oh Danni," he blurted out as the images continued to flash through his head. Emma stopped. "Oh Danni?" she thought, suddenly not so mirthfully amused at catching her b*****r jerking off. Oh Danni? What the fuck was he doing? Was he actually fantasizing about Danni? He hated her. Wait... what the fuck? "Oh MY GOD!" Emma froze as she realized she had spoken out loud, and slapped a hand over her mouth again. "Damn it to hell, not again," Mike said loudly, mostly at the voice in his head, which incidentally was cackling in glee. Why the hell did he just yell Oh Danni? Damn it to fucking hell. "Oh MY GOD!" he heard just outside the shower. He froze. He really hated when images popped into his head when he was coming, and it was always one of his s****rs. Thinking he had sensed her spying on him, Emma yelped loudly and pulled her head out, slamming the door behind her and running to her room. She dove into her bed and ... couldn't stop laughing. Great peals of laughter rolled out of her as she desperately tried to smother them under her pillow. "Oh fuck," Mike groaned. Which one was it? "Please tell me it wasn't Danni." Oh god, oh shit, oh lord, oh no... his brain rambled. What the fuck had just happened? Why the hell did he just blow his load thinking about the one s****r he hated? What the fuck was that about?" Mike leaned forward into the stream of water and closed his eyes. He felt like a deranged asshole. "Shit... I must really need therapy." He got out, toweled himself off and stomped off to his room to get dressed. =================================================================================================== Breakfast started normally enough. Sarah was up, as usual, when he came downstairs in his customary blue jeans and t-shirt. She was making some bacon and eggs, for him he knew. She turned as he reached the bottom step and came over looking concerned. "I heard you tossing and turning last night, everything okay sweetie?" she said, reaching up and rubbing a hand on his cheek with genuine concern on her face. His gaze drifted lower, settling on her ample rack, her breasts tensed, moving beneath her customary apron, so large and inviting, Just look at that cleavage, it's the Rocky Mountains in there, Oh my god she's not wearing a bra..." "Mike?" "Fine," he said a little too quickly and sat down with a thunk. "Nightmare?" she said, trying not to let on that she knew he'd been ogling her. ...