A thick, masculine hand is making slow figure-eights up the back of my right thigh, and my legs are spread. All those fingers need to do is pull on th... crotch of my panties, and they'll have easy access to my very, very wet pussy. I feel hot breath on my neck. A voice whispers in my ear. It's my brother-in-law, Bill. "Honey? Carol? You awake?" My name is Eve. I'm trying to muster up the energy to say one of my typical wisecracks. Hey horndog, this isn't Carol, it's Eve. Remember, the sister. Heck, a few of my friends had commented over the years that they thought he was hot and was a 'FILTH', or Father I'd Like To Hump. One of my friends in high school told me that my mother was a really lucky woman to have a hunk like him as her husband. Personally, ever since I was sixteen and began noticing his leers, I'd stopped seeing him in any way but creepy. And I knew that my mother wasn't so lucky as I'm sure their sex life probably suffered after she contracted cancer.As I peeled away. You lean in and suck one nipple into your wet, warm mouth. My nipples harden painfully, my pussy clenches, I feel myself getting wetter. I want to ask you to punish the other one, but I hesitate. I fear what you would think of me. In time you move to the other one, biting me, watching my reaction to your brutality. You start trailing your fingers up my thighs again, I stop breathing, hoping you won’t stop short of my pussy this time. I am rewarded, you slide one finger under the edge stroking. Standing behind her, engorged cock pressed firmly against her buttock I began to gently caress and massage her tiny tits. Cupping them and squeezing them gently, each hand mirroring the action of other. I felt Jasmine push back against me slightly as I stroked and squeezed her tits, pressing against my erection. I commanded her to lower her hands, and place them behind her, which she did, the back of one hand resting against the palm of the other once more. I pressed my cock against her open.