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She rested her head on is chest and listened to the strong rapid thud within. Her head tingled from the sound. She had excited him as he did her. She ...istened closely for its beat to slow. It was strong, sonorous. Pete’s diaphragm rose and fell slightly with each breath. Kara sat up, her arms supporting her against the bed, her fleshy breasts hanging heavily from her chest. Pete liked those breasts. They weren’t fake. They were naturally big. They responded to gravity the way they were supposed. Many times in the past he would surprise me with actions much like this. Though he only did it when he felt safe, and knew he wasn’t exposing himself to others. Only when we were alone. Usually when he did this I would reach out and fondle his cock. On this day it was different. As I walked up to him, his cock sticking out, I knew we were alone. When I reached where he was standing, I set my buckets down. I dropped to my knees in front of him, opened my mouth and took his cock in as. It started off the same as it had the month before. We were touching and kissing. We slowly got completely naked but then instead of laying next to each other like we normally did he got on top of me. First he was just stradling me with me legs closed. We kissed deeply for a long time. Then he moved to my breasts. I held his head in my hand and he kissed my breasts. With my hand I lead his head to me nipple. He began to suck. As he continued to suck I used my hands to touch his body and kiss. Then she slapped me hard on my bare shoulder."That shit isn't funny, Chuck," she hissed. "I don't want to have toremember some stupid code word to know if it's you in the driver's seator Charlene."I rubbed at my stinging flesh, but couldn't stop grinning. Pullingpranks on Katie had been one of my chief sources of entertainment sincewe were little."I figured it would give you a little energy boost, sis. You know, likea shot of adrenaline to get all your neurons firing."She shook her head again..
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