What I didn't understand was why my sister was so fascinated by this fairly ordinary mom-body of mine.I couldn't deny that masturbating with her had o...ened up some unexpected aspects of my own sexuality, but I was afraid she wanted to take things to a place I wasn't prepared to go. I loved my sister like crazy, especially after what we'd shared, and yet I couldn't see myself engaging in the kind of deviant perversion I was sure Dana had in mind. She hadn't come right out and said it, but I knew. ”“I want it. I need it. Need to feel you come.”“Yes! Please make me come!” she cried.“I’m slamming into you. My balls slapping against you. I’m looking down into your eyes. I’m getting so close. Gonna fill you full of cum.”“Please. Please,” she whimpered, then sucked in a noisy breath. She held it, the hand pumping her vibrator slowing, and growing erratic. Suddenly she jammed the toy inside her so hard that part of the handle penetrated her and she screamed in barely articulate. Her tits were about 42DDs I’m guessing. My cock started to squirt without my touching it. I was so taken back by what just happened that I hit my head on the bottom of the sink. Looking back through the opening, I saw her turn her head and look right in my direction.Weak legged; I cleaned up my mess and went back to bed, stumbling in the dark. All through the night my mind was rewinding and replaying the scene I had just experienced. When I woke up, I still had a huge boner.This got me. She just couldn't fight it. While some sex acts take place in the main room, most people meet up with others, talk for a bit, and head to one of the slightly more secluded areas of the club. They took us into a corridor that led to a private room. Each room at our favorite club has a "theme" to it. The theme of this particular room was mirrored walls and ceiling. Once in the room Andre told Jen to lie down on the bed. "Put on a little show for us, slut. Let's see what you've got for us." Jenny.