It makes the feelings so much more intense, and the orgasm twice as strong.The sleepiness made it impossible for me to think, I was just a body now, a...horny body that followed its instincts to get to that itch within... I moaned and increase my speed when I felt my pussy cramping up, and then the feeling of relief came over me. I rubbed myself against Joey to make the feeling last longer. When the high waves sank back down, I was wide awake. Tired as hell, but awake. I could see that Joey was. She drives us downtown to the TV station. I try and pry any informationout of her, but she is tight-lipped, which makes me all the more nervous. The next thing I know, I'm onstage. The lights are hot and bright. Mymother is somewhere backstage and Maury Povich is shaking my hand andintroducing himself.The show starts and the theme is mothers who dress too sexy and embarrasstheir kids. There are a number of girls and boys sitting onstage, andMaury starts interviewing them. One by one, he. On the nights when her yearnings became strong, she would usually pleasure herself while recalling her husband's touch and warmth. But sometimes those old secrets would bubble up and she would find herself back in her childhood bed, a young teenager discovering feelings and desires with the help of her high school love.That her love had been her best friend, classmate and a fellow girl scout meant that it had never been out in the open mattered not. Even today, two decades later she could still. So I wound up lying on top of my sister in a way I'd never done in my life, except with Veronica. With a lot less clothes involved.Actually, Joy was absolutely right. We dropped down the steep start like a solid rock. Hitting the rough patch down lower was our downfall. All that banging going on. I was fully erect, and my sister was starting that whimpering I knew from once before. Then we half hit a snow ramp at the bottom. We got some half-cocked air, landing with a big bang, the two of us.