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The door bell rang and l rushed to answer it, he was there, standing in front of me, my brother, my ex lover. I felt the butterflies in my stomach like the old days when l saw him, my pussy was twitching, he came in dropped his bags and we hugged, kissed cheeks. God l wanted to kiss him properly, writing about him on Lush had made me ring him up and invite him to stay. I wanted to know if there were still feelings between us, we hadn’t done anything or even seen each other since we went our separate ways years ago and we both had got married. ‘hey hello fella’ my husband said as he walked towards us, ‘long time no see’ I let go of him and he shook my husbands hand ‘come in, we just cracked open a bottle of wine, there’s some nibbles if you’re peckish to?’ my husband said. We sat and drank wine and chatted for the rest of the evening until my husband stood up and staggering said ‘l’m off to istanbul travesti bed, l’m bit drunk and l bet you two want to really catch up’ Me and my brother carried on chatting for a while, l went to get us a couple of brandy’s and when l came back he was stood up looking at the books on our tall bookshelf. I went over to him put the glasses down and embraced him again. ‘god l missed you bro’ ‘missed you to’ he held me tighter. I could feel my breasts squeezed between us, my leg between his legs, his between mine. It was all l could do to stop myself from rubbing myself on his leg. I was aching to kiss him but knew l couldn’t, my husband was upstairs. It was obvious to me that l still loved him and craved to have him in me, this was a big mistake, inviting him over to stay. O god l could feel his cock hardening whilst we hugged, l still mean something to him to. I moved away istanbul travestileri picked up the brandy’s, handed him one and went and sat on the settee, he came and sat down to. ‘I shouldn’t of come’ he said ‘but l’ve been thinking about you, me ,us lately, l’m guessing you have to, that’s why you asked me over. You wanted to know, didn’t you?’ ‘know, know what?’ l knew exactly what he meant though. ‘know if the feelings were still there’ he said I moved next to him, put my arm round him, put my head to his chest and said ‘look, what happened in the past, happened in the past, this is now, it’s very different’ ‘o l know’ he said ‘but we did have fun in the old days’ cupping one of my breasts in his hand, massaging it, l felt butterflies not only in my stomach but racing up and down me. He leant in towards my face and kissed me deep and sensually, travesti istanbul pushing his hand hard between my legs, my pussy throbbed. ‘we can’t’ l said, but l couldn’t stop, l dropped to my knees off the settee, releasing his hard cock from his trousers and moved down and put it in my mouth. His big end seemed to get even bigger as l sucked on it. He gently took hold of my hair and pushed me down, ‘god l’ve missed you’ he said. I tried to open my mouth as much as l could, l could feel his cock touch the back of my mouth, sucking in air and holding it, l let him push my head down further. Feeling his end start to enter my throat, fighting back urges to choke and gag l took nearly all of him in my mouth. Rising up and down, fucking him with my mouth and throat. Controlling my stomach wasn’t easy as l was feeling pangs of excitement as well as the urges his cock in my throat gave. Eventually l had to breathe out and did so with gasps for air as my saliva which had gathered in my mouth flowed out over his pubic hair and balls. I panted briefly and then took another gulp of air and returned back to his cock as he moaned loudly and gasped ‘o my god o my god, yes sis more’.
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