I was just about to shove my very hard cock into her oozing pussy when Ann Marie said, “Stop! You can’t fuck me! You’re my brother.”I leaned in and the head of my cock kissed her outer pussy lips getting the last guys cum on the head.Ann Marie pushed me away and said, “I’ll find three other girls that will let you fuck them if you don’t stick that thing in me.”I smiled and said, “Three for the price of one. Okay.”I did grab my cock and let the head slip up and down her fat wet lips a couple of times before I got up, tucked it back in, and zipped up my cock. I went back to the keg and filled my cup a second time. I was not much of a drinker and I wanted to enjoy the upcoming sex.A cute little redhead walked up to me and said, “Ann Marie asked me to let you fuck me. You’re cute so lets go.”I asked, “Where?”She giggled and said, “My boyfriends car. It has a nice backseat. We just have to be quick about it.”What to hell, I went with her. I wanted to see her naked but she just lowered her. It goes without saying that our visits tended to stretch far into the night: the children bedded down provisionally, a semblance of quiet relaxation descending and a glass of our favourite poison (Remy Martin cognac) warming in our hands, savouring our company, knowing full well we would have to travel homewards in the small hours of the morning.With four children, we used our own version of taxi: a VW Microbus, adapted for the children with the back seats laid flat and converted to beds, were they would fall asleep as soon as we hit the road. I quite liked this night-time travelling. Hardly any other vehicles on the country roads, the morning air cool and refreshing. However, to get back to Johannesburg we had to bypass a long stretch of one township after the other, and it was imperative to be alert and on the look-out for abandoned vehicles, stray donkeys and bored cattle looking for whatever pasture they could find in the dark. And then there was this unlit crossroads.Approaching.
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