I couldn’t decide if she was cute, pretty, lovely or beautiful. Milf sex Irene was my sister; I wasn’t interviewing for a date where the truth might turn her off. I expected to hear yelling, I didn’t. She turned slightly to see what I was doing; when she saw my cock waving free, her eyes moved up to mine and she bent her back, raised up on her toes then moved her butt until I slipped between her thighs. When I was done shifting my sister also moved until she was lying with me, her head on my shoulder. If her eyes were open, they would have been hazel trending to green. I took a hand off my sister’s head to adjust my erection, but the clinging wet cloth wouldn’t let me ease the strain. If her eyes were open, they would have been hazel trending to green. Justin went to the bedroom and I grabbed a glass of cold water and went back to the front room then turned on the TV.
