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A CRACK ON THE BEACH - s****r-IN-LAW TAKES OVER. T

Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Mature, Author: hamba001, Rating: 90, Source: xHamster

whispered. I stood behind her and leant over. Slowly I opened the towel to either side as much as I could without moving her arms. I opened it enough to expose her breasts and upper torso. It wouldn’t take much too fully expose her, but I hesitated. I wanted to do this slowly. Warmth was spreading in my belly, toward my cock and I felt my testicles tighten. “If she wakes up, she’ll murder you,” Cee whispered. Did I just detect a hint of excitement, of naughtiness, in her voice? “She won’t. When she gets like this, she’s out to the world. I know. Look,” I answered. I leant forward and gently cupped a breast. “You see?” Cee was looking, nervously so. She glanced away, then back to my hand as I ran my thumb over Shy’s nipple and I felt it respond. Shy didn’t stir. I stood back and returned to my chair and beer. Now I could see, like Cee, my wife’s semi nudity. All that was covered was her waist. I didn’t know if she was wearing panties or not. Her breasts swelled with the rise of her chest, slightly drooped, areola mischievously dark. With the towel d****d the way it was, she could have been posing for an artist, but instead she had now become my plaything, perhaps our plaything. “What are you thinking?” I asked Cee as she lit a cigarette. “I’m thinking it is time I went back to my room if I was sober enough!” “No you don’t. The night is still young.” She looked sideways at me. “I don’t know what you are thinking, but I’m not going there!” I chuckled and then I saw Cee take a ... deliberate look at her step-s****r’s semi-nudity. It wasn’t a glance, it was something more. She absorbed the view, enjoyed it momentarily. She shifted on her chair and as she leant forward to stub out her cigarette, I could see the outline of her breasts entrapped in her thin bra. Her nipples were erect, of that I am certain. And suddenly I realised that I could take this further, if I wanted to. Needless to say, I didn’t have a clue as to how far and toward what goal. “Do you like her breasts?” I asked Cee and my voice must have interrupted her thoughts be-cause she almost jumped in her chair. “They’re breasts.” “I know that, but do you like them?” I could feel the heat pumping into my cock as I asked the question. I was getting erect, but comfortably so. “I promise I won’t tell Shy what you think!” Silence as she drank from her glass of wine. Thoughts must have been racing through her booze sodden brain because it took some time for her to reply. “You promise?” “I do,” I rasped, realising now that I was treading on delicate ground. “Yes. Yes, I do.” Even in the little light on the patio, I could see her flush. “Would you like to touch them?” “Stop it now.” Shy slept on, a slight snoring sound from her lips. She remained comatose, her sl**p Shyp. “She won’t ever know. She’ll wake up in the morning without a clue. Trust me. I know.” Cee seemed to relax. “They do want to be touched, don’t they?” “Mmm,” I responded, brain and adrenalin racing. “Would you mind? She is your wife, ...