“Just get her inside and put her in the bathtub until she wakes up,” Crystal said, “Please Billy, I’m begging you!”“Okay, okay,” I said ...esignedly, “But you owe me Crystal.”“Thanks Billy, I won’t forget this.”With that I reached into the passenger side of the car and grabbed my stinky wet sister and physically slung here over my shoulder. I kept retching, but didn’t vomit as I carried her towards the house. The last thing I saw was Crystal quickly pulling away as I entered the back door.Once. She was so close as her eyes rolled back, pumping me deep. I pinched and held her clit as she rode me and when I release, I spanked her little clitty as the blood rushed back. She was shaking and convulsing but would not let her cum, kept up a pace that drove her on but did not let her explode. Her head dropped back and she thrust her breasts forward. My hands reached up to grip her breasts, pulling, massaging, squeezing them working my way down to the nipples and pinched those as she rode. After pouring an ample amount of lotion into his hands, Lars massages it into her shoulders, back and the nape of her neck. When he puts lotion on the sides of her body, his hands brush against the sides of her breasts.“Do you mind doing my legs too?” she asks.Without answering her, Lars begins to apply the lotion to her shapely, firm legs. Her skin is silky smooth under his hands. He runs them between her legs and applies the lotion to her inner thighs. He lets his hands get dangerously close. The first she never showed for because her nerves got the best of her, it also resulted in a fight with her good friend Amy, who, is the cousin of the girl she ditched. The next one was just completely awkward, J or, Jamie a friend of a friend, couldn't have been more her polar opposite. She was what Sam like to refer to has a "hardcore dyke". She wasn't very subtly or discreet. The whole night she flirted with other women and insisted that Sam was a tease playing the cute and innocent.