His closest friend's sister is sucking his dick.

Karl dropped his bag on the floor before settling on the couch. He sat on the sofa, cradling his head, and regretting drinking an extra shot of vodka that night.

Jim dropped into the seat beside him and laughed with himself.

"Still cannot handle your drink," he smirked.

"I'd be happy when I could get up in my mattress for a moment," Karl replied. "Why do you keep having a party so far away from your house?"

"More fun!" Jim's straightforward reply.

The return journeys from these gruelling benders are always the most difficult part. This time, they were going through Jim's hometown on the return journey.

They had stopped by the house of his sister to get recharged to prepare for the last leg of their trek.

The living room opened . Karl was looking at the ceiling to see who it was. The glance changed into a glance.

"Michelle Do you want to put on some of your fucking clothes Please?"

Jim's sister raised an eyebrow before looking at him.

The woman was wearing a small thin dress that only got halfway down her legs. It was loosely hanging open towards the chest, and threatened to show her tits.

Karl was able to catch a glance of pink nipple while she sat in her chair in the corner.

"I'll wear what I like in my home, James," she said, lifting her laptop off of the coffee table in front of her and placing them on their knees while she began typing.

Jim looked at him and then looked at Karl

"Well I've got some issues to resolve during my stay. Do you want to come along or will you stay on the couch?"

"The couch thing" Karl managed to reply.

Jim seemed like he was planning to debate. He then said "Yeah Jim, you shouldn't be in public in this area. You'll scare people."

Karl internalised a sign of displeasure at Jim for looking so smart after the night of excessive drinking.

"I agree. Be careful not to take too long. I'm excited to get out of bed."

Jim was clapping him on the shoulder and glared at the man.

"Quick to get him as fast as you can. buddy. Take care of him, Michelle."

Jim walked out before leaving the space. After a short time and a slamming sound from the door to the front announced Jim's departure.

Karl shut his eyes, and tried unsuccessfully to overcome his hangover. It didn't work.

"Good night?"

Karl was looking up and gazed at Michelle.

"It was fine. I don't think it's worth feeling this way."

Michelle smiled. "I'm over drinking right today. I'm sick of hangovers."

Karl exhaled a puff of laughter. "Maybe it's time to quit my job as well."

A smile was evident on her face when she uncrossed her legs and moved her legs. The slenderness of her dress almost exposed her tummy as she did it. A little tingle perked up Karl's daddy.

"Do you know what I did to get rid of my hangovers?"

Karl was able to feel the mood of the room change.

"Go on."

"Sex."

"Oh?" Karl tried to remain calm.

He'd always had a crush on Jim's sister since he was a teen. The possibility of living an obsession caused his blood to flow red hot.

Michelle's smile widened

"Yep," she paused. "Makes people forget everything in a flash. It has never let me down."

"I'll need to test this," said Karl.

The silence remained between the two for a short time.

"Wanna try it?" She bit her lip.

Karl was unsure of how to react. Was this an attempt to entice him?

"Michelle I'm not certain I'm understanding the situation correctly."

"I'm sure that you are. I'm offering to fiss you to get rid of the hangover."

Karl's heart raced through his chest.

"What do you think of your boyfriend?"

Michelle laughed. "Mike? I'm off to work. I haven't seen him over the past few months."

She began to twirl the hair, which was dark and curly in between her fingers.

Karl considered himself for a moment. "Then..."I agree... It's my guess."

Michelle was up, still holding the laptop. She came towards him, then dropped down to whisper in his ears. "Don't be so overly enthusiastic."

It was the sexiest humour Karl had ever come across.

Michelle has left the room.

Karl did not hesitate and jumped up and followed her with a keen eye. He took a moment before continuing to follow her as she walked up the stairs.

The hem of her dress showed what was underneath her cheeks and Karl could not tear his eyes from the scene.

They made it to the next floor and Karl was able to follow her into the bedroom to the right.

When they entered the room, Michelle seemed to remember she was holding the laptop. Michelle set it down on the table by the bed and removed her gown.

It landed on her shoulders, and disappeared completely. Her eyes shifted to Karl and his breathing grew stronger as he gazed at her large toes.

"Now You," the woman mumbled.

Karl immediately began to take off his shirt.

As he did so, Michelle asked, "Favourite position?"

Karl considered himself to himself prior to responding. "69."

She put her hand on her chest, mocking delight

"Mine also," she whispered.

After Karl was completely dressed, Michelle gestured for him to sit down on the cushioned shoe box located at the bottom of bed. He did as she instructed him to do.

She walked up to him, bent over and kissed him. Karl's cock became a shard of hardness while their wet lips swirled between them.

Michelle moved away slowly and left Karl in awe.

She was gone behind him as she walked to the bed. Her warm hands rested lightly on his shoulders while she helped him lay on the bed.

She slid across his body with astonishing elegance until she touched his cock waiting to be sucked. Her pussy was perfectly aligned to his mouth... Then he kissed the cunt's exterior right before she put her cock in her mouth.

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