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Former Playboy Playmates Part 6: Julianne’s Medicine

Date: 12/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Latina, Male/Female, Threesome, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 94.1, Source: sexstories.com

Normally during sex, Greg would slap the woman’s ass he was with that evening, tease her, urge her to cum, ask her if she loves his dick, and generally treat her like a fuck toy – something he’d thought of women since he found it so easily to sleep with them. This night, however, he wasn’t doing any of those things. Something was on his mind. “Greg, yes! Greg!” Aline saying, riding to another orgasm. Greg silently watched her tits and long black hair bounce. He was thinking about his mother’s messy home, how she was asleep so early in the evening, and the unused medication. Shaking those thoughts from his head, he grabbed Aline’s waist, threw her on her back, flipped her over and brought her ass and hips against his cock. Sliding himself in from behind, he went at her like a rabid animal, grabbing her hair, slamming into her. “Ah! Fuck me!” Aline cried out. Greg obliged the rest of the night. ****** The next day at work, Greg was taking a break, talking to a friend on his cell phone about the newest addition to the sales team. “Yeah she started yesterday. Black hair, a Puerto Rican or Cuban maybe, named Melissa. Has a cute, barely noticeable accent. You know how I love Latinas. Give me a few more days and I’ll have her in bed by the weekend.” Greg ended the call to his friend, making his way back inside, when his phone rang. It was his sister, Gisele. “Hey, I was going to call you – ” Greg said. “How is she?” Gisele interrupted him. “She’s ok. I think. She was asleep when I ... went over there. She must’ve gone to bed early.” “No, that’s not it. I mean, yes, she did, but it’s not normal. I’m betting she’s sleeping all the time now. I’m not sure if she’s going to work still. I’ve never seen her this depressed before,” Gisele said. “Maybe she was tired.” “That’s not it. She’s 43 not 83. Go back over there tonight and check on her again,” Gisele ordered her older brother. “Wait, I think it’s – ” “Do it. What condition was the house in?” Gisele asked. “It was really messy.” “See? She’s not cleaning, she’s probably barely bathing. Greg I’m really worried. Did you even talk to her?” “No, I nudged her and asked if she was ok. I think she was barely awake but seemed to respond,” Greg answered. “Go back over there tonight and have a conversation with her. Go before 8, maybe take her some dinner,” Gisele said. “Ugh. I got stuff to do though,” Greg said, pussy on his mind. “Don’t be like that. Just do it, ok? When she and dad split up it destroyed her and we weren’t there for her like we should’ve been. I’ve been up here in Atlanta, but you’ve been in Tampa the whole time. You could’ve been there for her better than I could have,” she said. Gisele had a point. Greg barely visited her, barely spent time with her, and he knew his sister was right. He didn’t want to be around his mother in her depressed state. It brought him down too, plus he felt helpless, as though nothing he could do would cheer her up. He wasn’t going to admit that to Gisele though. “Fine,” he ...