AHHhhhh, I moaned softly as I ran my fingers in and out of my pussy. I played with my pussy with one hand as I squeezed my tits with the other. I star...ed to pinch at my nipples as my fingers dug into my pussy. My thighs went together squeezing my hand between them. I had an orgasm as I thought about Sue, her dad Steve and her mom Sally. I licked my hands of my juices then dried my pussy with toilet paper. I left the bathroom and went into my room. I lay down onto my bed wondering about Sue and. "No, and we don't allow others to hunt here either," Mary Margaret answered."Are you against hunting?" I asked, having hunted since childhood on my uncles' farms."No, we just don't want strangers on our land. We had enough of that when we were younger," Mary Kate told me very emphatically. We turned back to the house after that."I need to take a good look at the pickup truck," I told them, as we neared the old carriage house."Yes, look it over and see what it may require in the way of. "Ow!" Shit! I felt a sharp, painful sensation inside me, cutting off my pleasure. Then I realized that I had said that out loud! I quickly ran from the room, pausing just long enough to confirm that Brett wasn't fully awake. He seemed to be stirring but he was still facing away from the door as I quietly shut it behind me.I raced into my room and examined my fingers. There was blood, and I also found some dripping from my vagina! I realized that I had damaged my hymen in my eagerness, and I was. Oh well. Katherine just figured they were in the back of the house and didn't hear so she went on in. As she walked into the living room she heard noises that could only be sex coming from the bedroom, so she tried to discretely wait in the living room without interrupting their fun. Just because she wasn't getting any didn't mean they shouldn't either.As Katherine waited she started to hear words, and they shocked her. Did she just hear John call Shelly mommy? No, that can't be, she thought..