Pleasuring My Brother's Wife As I watched my brother's wife, my heart raced with desire. She was the epitome of beauty, with her long, flowing hair and curves that could make any man weak in the knees. I couldn't resist the temptation any longer, I had to have her. One night, when my brother was away on a business trip, I made my move. I could see the desire in her eyes as I slowly undressed her, revealing her perfect body. Her moans of pleasure filled the room as I explored every inch of her, fulfilling her every need. It was her first time with another man, and I could tell she was enjoying every moment of it. Her body trembled as she reached her climax, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that I was the one pleasuring her. As we lay there, spent and satisfied, I couldn't help but think about the forbidden nature of our encounter. But in that moment, nothing else mattered except for the intense pleasure we had just shared. From that night on, we couldn't resist each other's touch. We would sneak away whenever we could, indulging in our secret desires. And every time, it was just as exhilarating as the first time. Our love may be taboo, but it's a love that we can't deny. And as long as we have each other, nothing else matters.
xxnxxxhd, dxxxn
