- Joined
- Oct 17, 2014
- Location
- USA
"It's going to be a long," Jack thrust hard and deep into Taylor, "and fun weekend"
Giving her a grin he kept up his pace. That voice inside him kept telling him how wrong it was, Taylor was his wife's little sister, but it also kept urging him on. That she wanted him, always wanted him, he was only giving her what she needed. Jack had thought of her as a little sister, the one he never had, but as she grew older she had become a woman that he could not escape noticing. Taylor had the long legs and flat stomach he loved, and she dressed to show it off, that he had never complained about.
A hand ran down the side of her body, teasing her, lifting the top to feel her stiff nipples in his hand. "Come on baby, tell me how you want it," he asked her roughly. His lips and tongue sliding along the slim edge of her neck.
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Gary walked up to the house as his phone rang, looking down saw it was Jessica's number. He'd found his way here without her help and as he looked at the house couldn't help but be slightly impressed. Jack actually did something right. The house was not bad, one of the big ones like he had seen growing up, the big house that the rich family down the block had owned. Now Jack had one. Jessica he thought was a flake, a hot little thing with a nice ass, but too much of a flake. Jack needed someone level headed to keep him in line, and he never thought Jessica could do that. Another disappointment from his son. If only he'd spent time in the Army as he suggested, it would have made a man out of him.
Jack touched the screen to hang up as he walked up the driveway to the back, seeing the pool. An eyebrow raised as he looked at the house, how well maintained it seemed to be, though something was off about it. What, he did not know. It was quiet around the house as he knocked on the door and trying the knob found it unlocked, opening the door as a slight breeze of warm air washed over him.
With the voice that had carried his orders across a parade ground he stepped in and announced himself. "Jack! Where are you boy? I'm here," he didn't need to give a name. His voice was enough.
Giving her a grin he kept up his pace. That voice inside him kept telling him how wrong it was, Taylor was his wife's little sister, but it also kept urging him on. That she wanted him, always wanted him, he was only giving her what she needed. Jack had thought of her as a little sister, the one he never had, but as she grew older she had become a woman that he could not escape noticing. Taylor had the long legs and flat stomach he loved, and she dressed to show it off, that he had never complained about.
A hand ran down the side of her body, teasing her, lifting the top to feel her stiff nipples in his hand. "Come on baby, tell me how you want it," he asked her roughly. His lips and tongue sliding along the slim edge of her neck.
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Gary walked up to the house as his phone rang, looking down saw it was Jessica's number. He'd found his way here without her help and as he looked at the house couldn't help but be slightly impressed. Jack actually did something right. The house was not bad, one of the big ones like he had seen growing up, the big house that the rich family down the block had owned. Now Jack had one. Jessica he thought was a flake, a hot little thing with a nice ass, but too much of a flake. Jack needed someone level headed to keep him in line, and he never thought Jessica could do that. Another disappointment from his son. If only he'd spent time in the Army as he suggested, it would have made a man out of him.
Jack touched the screen to hang up as he walked up the driveway to the back, seeing the pool. An eyebrow raised as he looked at the house, how well maintained it seemed to be, though something was off about it. What, he did not know. It was quiet around the house as he knocked on the door and trying the knob found it unlocked, opening the door as a slight breeze of warm air washed over him.
With the voice that had carried his orders across a parade ground he stepped in and announced himself. "Jack! Where are you boy? I'm here," he didn't need to give a name. His voice was enough.