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“We Shouldn’t.” “I know.” “It’s wrong.” “I Know.” “We could get caught.” “I know.” “We would lose everything.” “I know.” Despite all the solid arguments she was making my hands continued to fondle her large, hanging breasts. They were being covered, rather than supported by the plain purple and black plaid one-piece swimsuit she was wearing. Between responses I buried my face into her black curly hair and continued to bite and nibble on her neck. Between her protests she moaned and gasped. My own swimsuit was doing nothing to conceal my hardness as I pressed into her fleshy, ample bottom. I had been fantasizing about her since the day my wife’s loser brother introduced her. Over the years my feelings had grown more lustful. She was too good for him, with long black curly hair, chocolate colored light brown eyes, the slightest hint of freckles, an adorable dimple, and flawless pale white skin. Her body was slender, yet curvy in all the right places. Her boobs were çankaya escort large, but not overly big and her hips framed an amazing ass. Since we first meeting I had been fantasizing about her. After fifteen years she had changed. With three kids her boobs had gotten bigger, but with each subsequent kid they hung lower. Her belly was soft and plump, but proportionate to the rest of her body. Her thighs were thick and chunky and her ass was big and round. However, none of that changed how I saw her. I always openly flirted with her and over the years the flirting had become more reciprocated. Whenever we were with family it remained innocent and playful, but in the rare instances we were alone it got fairly explicit and flat-out raunchy. And now here we were. My wife’s parents rented a beach house for the family. For three days we spent basically all day playing on the beach and in the ocean. It wasn’t keçiören escort often that I got to see this much of my sister-in-law’s body and it was getting to be more than I could handle. It didn’t help that each time I made an inappropriate comment to her she responded with one of her own. As I played in the ocean with the kids I noticed she got up and walked to the house alone. I quickly threw one of the older kids and headed on shore. “What’s for lunch,” I asked as I walked up. “Amanda just went in to make sandwiches for the kids, then we’ll all go out to lunch,” my mother-in-law responded. “Ok, I’m going to go clean off,” I said hurriedly as I walked past everyone. When I entered the house I went right to the kitchen. There Amanda stood at the counter, looking out onto the beach. As I watched her ass jiggle slightly each time she moved while preparing the sandwiches I got harder and harder. Finally etimesgut escort I couldn’t take it anymore and quietly walked up behind her. “Mmmm, this is a sweet ass,” I said as I placed my hand on her butt. She turned around, startled, “Oh my god, Jim, stop that.” “Well, you know it’s true, and you’ve been flaunting it in front of me for three days.” “I haven’t been flaunting it, we’re at the beach you idiot, what am I supposed to wear?” “Nothing,” I said laughing and reached to her butt again. She playfully slapped my hand away, laughing. “You’re so bad.” “You know you like it,” I joked back to her. “Well, you’re just going to have to look at it, no touching,” she said, turning back to the counter and wiggling it for me. That’s when I moved in closer, “Fine, I’ll keep my hands off.” I thrust my pelvis forward and my hard cock rubbed against the fabric of her swimsuit. She immediately stopped what she was doing and dropped the knife and piece of bread. Instead of protesting or moving away she pressed her bum into me, making my cock poke into her even harder. That’s when I took my cue. I reached around and took her in my arms, grabbing her big, soft breasts. My face nuzzled into her neck. As I kissed and nibbled on her neck while playing with her boobs she just coo’ed and her breathing increased.

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