Twin Japanese Nieces Pt22 - Sex Stories

Twin Japanese Nieces Pt22

... Kayko felt my dick swell up in her mouth she sunk her fingernails into my ass, pulled me deep into her mouth, and began swallowing when the first rope plastered her tonsils. I shook and shuttered as I fired away, especially when she began humming in between swallows. Holy shit! The room began to spin as Kayko hung on till the last spasm subsided. “Oh…my…god!” I moaned as I pumped my wife’s throat full of protein. I looked down at her to see her with her eyes closed and her lips locked tightly around my shaft. Kayko did not stop sucking until she was positive she had got every last drop. My legs felt like Jell-O when she finally pulled her head away and let my dick drop down in a semi flaccid state. Looking up at me she smiled and licked her lips. “Now that is what I am talking about!” she said before she placed a kiss on the head of my dick and then stood up. “Wow honey,” I said when she was standing fully erect. “That was incredible!” “I know,” she smiled with a devilish grin on her face. “I have been wanting to do that to you all day.” I was not about to make a bitch of any kind. Kayko had just pleasured me to the upper reaches of the atmosphere, and she had enjoyed every second of it. Now it was my turn for some payback. I started to move in on her, to show the same kind of appreciation for her when she stopped me. “Rack them up,” she said in a very non-sense manner, and she turned aside and headed for the rack of pool cues on the back wall. I have to tell you that by ...

... this point, I was getting ready to rape my wife. She was teasing me and keeping me at bay for some reason, but why? I had no idea. I walked around the table and pulled the wooden ball rack from its hanger. It’s nice. It’s very well-constructed with brass screws and a nice high sheen to it. I imagine to replace it alone would probably cost $100.00 or more. I set the rack on the table and picked up the box of balls. They were all perfect, without a single mark on them. But as I filled the rack I noticed one very important detail. The cue ball was missing. “Damn it.” I said as I put the last ball into the rack. “We can’t play.” “Why not?” Kayko asked in a strange tone as she stepped around to the head of the table and leaned her cue stick against the rail. “Of all things the cue ball is missing.” I said as I quickly began looking in the empty pockets. “Are you sure?” I heard Kayko ask as I worked my way around the table. When I had checked the last pocket I looked up at her. “Yea, I’m su…” and I stopped in mid-sentence. Kayko had the naughtiest look on her face that I have ever seen. She had the tip of her right index finger in between her teeth at the corner of her mouth and she was leaning against the pool table with her hip. “Maybe you just haven’t looked in the right place yet,” she said in her most seductive bedroom voice. Had she? I wouldn’t put it past her. I have known Kayko to do many different things just to torture me, but this might actually be the capper. As my dick ...