I wished I were shaved so I could have a nice cameltoe. These shorts were that tight. They rode into my butt-crack. I didn’t adjust them. I just pre...ended to work.He was right on us. I could feel his eyes on our butts. He had to be lusting after us. I whimpered, wanting to masturbate right now. I felt the lawnmower behind us. The power of it. The scent of gasoline and cut grass washed over me.I shuddered, wiggling my rump.Then Daddy turned away again.“Oh, my god,” my sister groaned. “This is so. My strokes were a little faster now. ‘Does your wife ever do this to you?’ I asked. ‘Sometimes, but she prefers me to cum inside her.’ ‘Do you ever pull out and shoot over her?’ Such talk with a straight guy always turns me on. ‘Not often,’ he said. ‘She doesn’t like the mess. Do it faster. I wanna shoot my load when these guys do.’ I obliged by changing back to a full-fisted grasp and stroking him with increasing speed. His pre-cum was soaking my hand and making a sensual squelching sound.. ' Agustín snorted.'And I shouldn't have bothered to speak. I thought he'd freeze. I was too slow.' His voice held self-loathing. Martínez moved a hand dismissively.'And I should have tried harder to understand her and foreseen that she'd be too impetuous. If there is blame to be shared we will share it equally.' It was a formal absolution and relief washed through me. The door opened and a hostess came in. She served me and put a pack of Fortuna and a Zippo on the arm of my chair. Martínez. "She strained to see."Meet my friend Ralu." Jika was holding up a lifelike looking dildo, very life like down to the mass of balls at the back end. "He's a real cocky guy." And she had never seen a real cock that huge.She looked at it with nervous anticipation at the idea of something so big being inside her."But first..." Jika rubbed his oiled hands over a conical butt plug and gently inserted it in her ass. There was a little resistance when he reached the third, largest ridge and she drew in.