Then I felt her thighs squeeze together trapping my hand. It felt as if she was holding her breath and with a large moan let it all out.My mind was s...inning at the possibility that I had just made my sister cum.After a minute she regained herself and panted "That was great, but now it's your turn."In all that time, I had forgotten her end of the deal.I was quickly reminded of it when I felt her hand opening the button to my pants and my zipper being pulled down.I felt the cool air as she. “Okay, how’s this?”“Perfect,” Michael replied. Then to Silk, he asked, “Are you ready?” With a shaky smile, she replied, “Ready as I’ll ever be.”The guy started the tattoo and Silky jumped at the unexpected pain. Michael laughed at her, “Oh yea! I want to tell you now, the outline hurts the worse”“Michael, why did you wait till now to tell me that?” She asked.Grinning, he told her, “I waited so you wouldn’t bolt. This way you’re committed. Does it hurt that bad?”The artist started tattooing. She wrapped herself up in a bedsheet. Once out in the main room, she lay out on the couch, and unwrapped herself as he began snapping more and more pictures of her new, slithery, and sexy figure. As he snapped pictures, she’d smile, change positions, and make Harrison all the more horny and possibly her too. “Do you like this one too, dear?” she asked. “Ohhhhhhh Lilly, I gotta tell you,” but he didn’t. “You are beautiful.” What he wanted to say at least a hundred times was she was hot and sexy. Sally's property extended a couple of miles back into the rolling hills. There was one spot in particular I had in mind, a miniature box canyon not too far back on the property. I had loaded shovels and burlap sacks into the back of the Jeep, along with a basket lunch I had prepared the night before and some other supplies. Sally grumbled when she saw the lunch basket, as that told her this was not going to be a short drive in the country; in other words, no fucking for at least five hours. She.