She gasped, a girly high-pitched gasp, struggled to get me in. It felt so warm and wet, I had never felt anything like it. Slowly I started fucking he..., pushing deeper into her vagina with every thrust while I rubbed her clit. She let out loud, high-pitched gasps as I fucked her hard form behind, panting against her shoulder, our bodies rhythmically convulsing. And then she screamed, and I came, shooting wave after of semen deep into my little sister's vagina, filling it's tight space while. I told her that I hoped for her future happiness, and that I had found mine with Laya and my children.My daughter returned to the room and promised she would visit her again soon. About a year later, my daughter was getting married. The wedding was a huge event. Our two young daughters were very excited, because they were the flower girls. I walked Emily down the aisle to her fiancé. Ron walked his mother and Laya to their seats. Melinda and I were polite with one another, but I tried to avoid. Jackson thought she looked incredibly regal.“So...what do you do?”“I'm a professional dominatrix,” Regina said.“That,” Jackson said, “is pretty awesome.”“I like to think so,” said Regina. “Funny, the normal response is an uncomfortable look while slowly backing away.”Jackson giggled. “Being a trans, it's hard for me to get surprised by different lifestyles.”“Trans?” Regina lifted a brow, and stared at Jackson for a long moment before saying, “You're kidding. I can't tell one bit.”“I owe it to. Anyway, the pool is enclosed and no one can see what goes on. Really, who cares?”Justin agreed with a grin on his face. “Okay, let’s do it.” I’m sure Megan’s hand had something to do with that decision, along with the drinks he’d consumed. He does love to party.Nobody was fit to drive and Travis slid a hand under my skirt as I sat in the cab. His eased finger into my ass. No one could see what was going on in the cab’s dark interior and, anyway, Justin and Megan seemed to be having their own.