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Neuro submission transmitter 8

Date: 5/18/2016, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: , Source: xHamster

guess not." She says, leaning back in her seat. "Hey." I lean my face next to hers. "I thought you weren't jealous anymore." I smile. "I'm not jealous of Nicole." She corrects me. "Maybe I'm jealous of Sherrie." She offers. "Maybe I want two cocks fucking me." She says, playfully. "Maybe I would be jealous, then." I tell her, kissing her lips and pushing my tongue in her mouth. I was joking when I said it, but surprisingly, I really don't like the idea of my s****r being fucked by someone else. What's with that? Talk about a double standard! We kiss passionately for a while, and then I doze off, with my head on Susan's shoulder. I have a vivid dream about Susan and I, living in a big house with k**s and a dog... "Hey." Susan says, shaking me awake. "We're landing." She whispers, kissing me on the forehead. I sit up and fasten my seatbelt. What a weird dream! Where did that come from? Both of our cars are at the airport, so we're f***ed to drive separately back to the apartment. Before I get in my car, Susan tells me she has something for me and asks me to follow her to her car. "I burned a song for you." She says, handing me an unmarked CD. "Play it in the car on your way home." She says, mysteriously. "I was listening to this song over and over yesterday, before I decided to come after you. It might explain things." She laughs. "Or it might confuse things." She adds, as she gets in her car. I shrug and get in my car, putting the CD into the player, before putting the car in ... gear. I smile, recognizing the song immediately. "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne. The first verse gets right to the heart of the matter and I listen to Avril sing: "Hey Hey You You I don't like your girlfriend No Way No Way I think you need a new one Hey Hey You You I could be your girlfriend" I picture Susan listening to this all day, getting worked up and calling the airlines, checking for flights. I smile, wondering what this means, when Avril's voice breaks into my thoughts with another verse: "You're so delicious I think about you all the time You're so addictive Don't you know What I can do To make you feel alright?" Fuck! My s****r wants to be my girlfriend. I actually do know what she can do and it makes me feel more than all right. I wonder what Susan means? Does she mean exclusively, not fucking anyone else? I smile when I hear the line about the "motherfucking princess" and then there she is, driving in the lane next to me, smiling and waving. She's probably nervous, wondering what I think about the song and about her feelings towards me. I'm wondering the same thing, while considering all the implications this could have, when I realize my cock is rock hard. Maybe this is a sign that I shouldn't over-think this. I smile back and give Susan a thumbs up about the CD. I wonder what she'd think if she knew about the dream I had on the plane? When we get home, Ken is there, waiting to talk to me. He and Sherrie are sitting on the couch, watching TV. She smiles demurely ...