More than anything I have ever wanted in my whole life”.He laughed, "well how could I say no to that". They walked into reception hand in hand.He wa...ked up to the receptionist and said “I have a room booked for my daughter and I”. The receptionist found the booking “Oh sorry sir, there is some mistake. It appears that a double suite has been booked”.“That’s right” he said.The receptionist blushed and handed the keys over, Jane felt her pussy moisten at the thought of everyone thinking this was. Rose had acquired a donation of women?s outfits ranging from the CivilWar era to the just before World War I. The collection was consideredone of the finest in the country. The historical society?s original planwas to place them on display. Rose had another idea: she proposed thatthey hold a fashion show and use it as a fund raiser for the society.It now sold out tickets months in advance and was considered the socialevent of the year for the upper-class residents of the town. In fact, itwas so. "Uh... John? What was-"Your hands are on her shoulders. When did that happen?"John, what are you-"You shove her against the edge of the pool and she gasps, shocked. She looks up at you plaintively, crossing her hands over her breasts again"...John?"You realize you're panting. It's just too much. Her, her body, her eyes, her naked flesh, HER. Your sweet little sister, the one you've wanted to fuck for as long as you've wanted to fuck anyone, is here in front of you, stark naked.You reach below. "Mrs Beale, very carefully, covered Dee with a sheet, and gently removed Dee's clothes. Each time anything touched her thigh, Dee had to bite her lip to stop herself screaming in pain. Mrs Beale got into bed beside her, and removed all of her own clothes, being careful not to bump Dee's leg, while preserving the modesty of both of them.Mrs Beale carefully spooned herself against Dee's broken thigh, and held her around the middle."Easy, Dee, easy..." whispered Mrs Beale, her face close to Dee's.