Please let me cum already!"Then my sister leaned back just enough on one hand so she could keep jerking me off. She looked at me and ordered me to lo...k at my cock. "Look at it! I want you to watch when your cock spits cum on me!” Her skirt was lightly brushing up against my balls, which only added to the pleasure. I was enjoying watching her tits bounce around as she leaned back while stroking my cock. I could not believe my sister had me more turned on than any other woman, real or photo. It was like I had entered a time machine. Her voice sounded exactly like it had when she had said, "Hi Bobby" the morning after I took her virginity in my bedroom."Hi," I said back. Marge still left me a little tongue tied. She had always been so beautiful, and a few added years only made her more beautiful.Claire was grinning. "I told her you were back in town and she wanted to see you."Marge looked up at me with smoldering eyes. "Claire told me what you two have been doing. Old ways die hard,. It was in response to an invitation from Alice, that they now made their way to the orphanage this morning.Sitting at her desk, situated in a large bay window overlooking the lawn, Alice was looking at the Journals and photographs of Peter and Sarah, two attractive children who were now causing her a great deal of excitement and torment. With the photographs displayed in front her, Alice slipped her hands under her dress and started to masturbate, pulling at her engorged clitoris and rubbing. It was always hard to read her gestures, but you'd read this as encouragement, and taken her hand to kiss the palm then nuzzle her wrist."Felt what way?" Doe had said, and you'd nuzzled up her arm to her throat, kissing just under her jaw. "Felt like I would do anything for you." Then you gently grabbed her head in yours and kissed her. The kiss had been tentative at first, then growing in intensity as your tongues lashed each other. Your hands had explored her body of their own volition,.