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Anne lay on the big bed, listening to her husband fuck her sister in the other room. She had a vivid image of Hal’s big cock slamming into Helen’s red-furred cunt.
Not that she’d ever actually seen them fuck.
She’d been invited to watch, more than once, but Anne’s proper soul refused to let her.
Proper? She glanced over at the handsome boy lying naked next to her on the bed. Jeff, her lover. He smiled, reaching out to stroke one of her naked tits. Anne shivered, moving closer to the boy.
How had she ever got in a situation like this?
She, Anne, the moral one. It was really Helen’s doing. Although Helen was several years younger, she had always been precocious, particularly in sexual matters. Helen had been fucking at fourteen, when Anne was still a prim but very horny virgin.
Strange how the loss of her virginity had come about. The first man to fuck her was her husband, Hal, who’d been Helen’s lover for almost two years then.
What a surprise that had been! Anne hadn’t learned until later that it was a plot hatched between Hal and Helen, who was concerned about her sister’s lack of a sex life.
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