"Hello?" I said. A few seconds went by without an answer. Then I finally heard "Andrew?" "Yes who is this?" I asked. "I... It"s your sister, Rachel." ... heard her say. it sounded like she was holding back tears. "Is everything okay? What"s wrong?" I had a pretty good feeling I knew what it was. "It"s nothing I just..." she stopped for a minute, "It"s just that my husband...", "What did the asshole do to you?" I nearly screamed into the phone. Rachel got married to her boyfriend about six months. She laughed, “Oh, don’t worry. Both of us are worked up enough that it won’t take much and I think you’ll like it. You'll have all night to try to put a baby in me," she said. While we had talked about trying, the frank talk of impregnating her resulted in yet another erection. "Can you head out to the bedroom and give me a minute. Get naked and I’ll call you in when I’m ready,” she said as she pointed to the last fresh fluffy hotel robe at the far end of the bathroom. I went along with. Aarini kissed her back passionately.”I bet those guys waiting down the bridge couldn’t have made you come that hard,” Sadhana laughed. “No, I doubt they could have,” Aarini smiled back, still pulsing with gentle waves of pleasure. “God, Sadhana, you don’t know how much i’ve…” Aarini blushed and looked down.”How much you’ve what?” Sadhana asked, entwining her fingers in Aarini’s—a position of comfort the friends often took when one of them was in need of affection.”Nothing,” Aarini looked into. I told him to go to his room, and I would be in to talk to him. He got out of bed, and so did I, but my back was turned to him as I went to get my robe. He quietly snuck up behind me, put his arm around my waist, pulled my nightgown up, and began to jack off on my ass and thigh. I pushed him away, but he was determined to repeat what had happened before. He grabbed me and pushed me onto my bed on my back. Of course, my gown ended up around my waist, and before I could get up, he shot his semen.