My cock was still hard in my other hand. “Why are you smelling my panties?”Embarrassed, unable to answer, I stood with her panties in one hand and...my throbbing cock in the other. Sis stood naked in the doorway. Her eyes never left mine. “Go ahead,” she nudged, “Finish what you started.”I was too fucking hard to argue. My hand started stroking up and down my young cock again. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take. John's mind was awash with what had happened that day with Claire. It kept going round and round in his mind. John had found the experience quite mind blowing and was restless and a long way from being able to sleep. Knowing he needed to get to sleep soon, John figured there was only one way to relieve the pressure he was feeling inside.John allowed his mind to wander, his hand slipped below the thin summer duvet. Quietly he stroked, as his mind opened…The office was busy, everyone was in, and. ” I replied.“Please just call me Geoff.”He then took us over to a Buick Riviera, which looked a bit battered, he told Rory to get in the passenger seat, and for me to get in the back. When we opened the door, we could tell there had been some major modifications done to the car. Instead of the standard seats, there were four racing bucket seats with double belts on each. There was also a roll cage fitted.Once he was sure we were well strapped in, he jumped into the driver’s seat, he drove out. From what I heard, going into the Army was the safest thing you could have done."Rolly shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject, "Steph, would it be alright if I came over and rode the horses a bit. I haven't done it in a while and it might be a good way to scout out some hunting ground over at my place later."I'm done barrel racing so you can take Little Joe over to your place if you like. I'm thinking about getting another horse, so I might sell him cheap." What's wrong with Joe?" He's.