It smelt brilliant, I love the smell of my s1sters little pussy, it smelt even more potent today. I took them back to my room and put my chair against...my door as I usually do when I'm going to play with myself.I took my leggins off that I had been wearing and layed on my bed, I was layed in a big oversized white t-shirt and my red lace thong (it's nothing new, had it for ages and it's getting a little tatty now) so there I was layed on my bed with my s1sters used underwear. I pressed my younger. In spite of his image as an aging swinger with a smart mouth, he'd always been a soft touch any time I needed fifty bucks to tide me over until payday."My God, Charley! What happened? You look like someone handed you back one of your own loaded cigars." Never mind that! Come in, quick!" He looked up and down the hall almost furtively before letting me into his pad and locking the door. I'd been there plenty of times before. I'd always admired and envied the sleek swingle styled condo with its. I got up opened her legs and kissed her cunt,she grab my head and pushed it in"harder" she cried"Suck my pussy dry,babe".Her pussy tasted like vanilla so sweat i liked it and sucked her juices."Get up and fuck me"she said pulling me up. As I slide my dick into her cunt i felt like heaven,it was warm,tender and lovable."Urghh" Go deeper" she said. i began to ram it inside as hard as i could..."Ooooh" she yelled at the top of her voice that i had to cover her mouth."Fuck my dry babe,urghh". That was one problem; getting a weapon was another. This was unlike the flirtations she had seen before the war. It was insufficient to make him look like a fool; he already looked like a fool. She needed to shoot him and shoot him far enough away that none of his squadron would hear. She needed a weapon, and there were none left on Twin Oaks. When she was young, there were hunters all around the plantation. Nowadays, the only gunfire was from combat, and the Yankees were likely to investigate.