Both girls were soon climaxing their ways along the crowded beach front. I was on cloud nine knowing I had constructed the belts allowing these girls ...heir pleasure. It was sure hard concealing my erection following behind them but I managed. After an hour of playing on the seawall we headed back to my house. Jessie was thrilled with her addition to her belt. She kept trying to convince Rachel to try the smaller one. Rachel was reluctant because she was still a virgin. Jessie promised her she. The tears spilled down my cheeks. I'd have to...contest with my own sister? With the girl I loved to keep my futa-dick? To keep my happiness, I had to steal it from her?“This isn't fair!” Keily sobbed and threw herself at me. “I don't want to fight you, Deidre!”I hugged my sister tight, breast to breast, her face wet in my neck. I stroked her auburn hair, rocking her as my own body shook. I wanted to tell her it would be all right. But... We'd been drafted into a war between two different fairy. He’d taught his young grandson as much as a little boy’s mind and attention span could manage to hang onto until the illness had progressed to where things were tonight. The old man was seventy-nine, his youngest daughter was now twenty-one, and little Étienne was only seven. It was a dying art these days – other than as a distraction for the rich, but with his grandfather’s eternal patience and with more than a few wooden versions, young Étienne was more than a match in any swordfight with the. I had just gotten out of the shower and heard the doorbell ring. I found this strange because people who know me just come to the back door and knock. I had on a robe and answered the door and there stood a young guy who was looking for work to mow grass, trim shrubs or whatever needed to be done. I told him that I had quite a bit of work that needed to be done but that it was probably more than one guy could handle. He told me that he had a friend who could help if need be.I told him to.