As Ken poured himself a cup of coffee, Sandy could see the flaps of his robe swing open occasionally, making it clear that he was not wearing anything underneath. Still using one hand to play with Sandy’s soapy tits, Paula used her other hand to grab the manual shower head…turned it to ‘pulse’…and aimed it at Sandy’s engorged, naked clitoris. It didn’t take long before he closed his eyes and threw his head back, slamming his hips forward and blasting rope after rope of hot, creamy jizzm deep into Paula’s pussy. Paula kissed her back and said, “You’re always welcome, sis. Now, we should probably finish showering before Ken gets home from golf.”
When Ken got home, the sisters were in the kitchen preparing dinner. They were both attractive brunettes, with light brown eyes and shapely figures set off by large, natural breasts.
