Page 10 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near

This was my wife.

My house.

My kids downstairs.

And Samantha had just stood in the living room grabbing my dick and telling me she had lingerie waiting for me tonight because she was tired of begging her own husband to touch her.

Still, here I was with her sister.

I knew I wasn’t shit.

Knowing it never seemed to stop me.

I spun Avery around and bent her over the sink.

Yanked them little shorts down to her thighs.

That thick-ass redbone ass sat up immediately. Soft. Wide. Heavy. Every time I gripped it, it spilled out my hands. I pushed inside her from the back and that fat pussy swallowed me wet.

“Mmm—fuck.”

I started giving her backshots. Real ones. Deep. Hard. My hips slapping against all that ass, making it ripple every time I went in. Ripples. Real ripples. That ass jiggling, clapping, bouncing off me while I held her waist and beat that pussy up.

“Fuck this pussy so fuckin good,” I groaned. “Shit.”

Avery’s hands slapped the counter. Head down. Mouth open.

“Fuck, Xay…you so fuckin deep.”

I moaned into it. Couldn’t even help that shit. That pussy was sloppy already, gripping me, making that wet nasty sound every stroke.

I lifted her right leg up onto the sink. Opened her up more. Slid even deeper.

“Oh my God⁠—”

“Take it.”

“Xay…fuck…right there…”

I kept moaning, low and ugly, while I slammed into her. That thick ass rippling in the mirror. Fat pussy dripping down my dick onto the cabinet. Steam everywhere.

Avery looked at me through the fogged mirror. “You better not get me pregnant again.”

I laughed through a moan. “Why? Carter came out cute.”

“Xavier, shut the fuck up.”

I grinned and kept fucking her.

Carter did come out cute.

Beautiful, actually.

Big eyes. Head full of hair. Little fat cheeks.

Four and a half months old.

And mine.