“Good boy,” Silas crooned, and kissed him on the cheek.But Silas ignored the mouth and crawled over Ian, his body still twisted with his bare ass in the air. Before Ian could react, Silas straddled Ian’s hips, pulled his cheeks apart and pushed inside his warm canal.Ian braced himself and tried to protest, but Silas’s focused expression seemed to silence him.Silas pressed in deep until he felt Ian’s ass against his sack, then rocked forward and pumped, over and over again. Ian pushed and protested, but Silas’s face twisted in mounting pleasure, his mouth dropping open and his eyes closed in concentration.He pulled back and began thrusting harder, slapping against his brother’s ass as he went, beginning to pant and cry in pleasure while Ian sobbed in pain.“Tell me how much it hurts,” Silas moaned as he thrust. “Let me hear you.”Ian stopped holding back and sobbed loudly, and Silas’s pace picked up.“Baby, cry for me,” Silas pleaded, wrapping his arms around Ian as he fucked him. “Tell. No bra, no panties, and no nylons, with only two pieces of clothing draped on her hot body my sex goddess was dressed to play within seconds. Since it was Friday and none of us had to work on Saturday, Vicki packed an overnight bag for both of us, just in case we decide to spend the night in the city. She left Tara a note by her phone to do the same, and to dress sexy. As I admired my wife, I complimented her on how erotic she looked. Considering how tastefully obscene she had dressed, I then warned her that she could easily be mistaken for an expensive working girl in a hotel bar. To that, Vicki sarcastically replied, “Me, a working girl? You’re a real funny guy, Mr. Alex.” I guess I had her sarcastic remark coming. We left our house just before rush hour; it’s about an hour ride to the city. Whenever I drive to the city I usually listen to the radio for traffic reports. Right after I turned the radio on, Vicki turned the radio off. Seconds later she curiously said, “Hon’, do they.
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