" No. Go to another one."He looked through the list and picked one out. It was another one about a brother and sister. We read in silent and didn't lo...k at each other. After reading different submissions for about an hour I looked out of the side of my eye and noticed a big bulge in his pants. I was starting to get a little wet myself and couldn't believe that I was sitting here reading these with Ron."I can see why you were masturbating to these. They are very good and hot." Yes they are."I. But damn, he wanted to be that for both of the sisters. His fiancées, his future.The words Jahn spoke to her after that seemed to fade into rambling and become a haze of comfort and love, as much as he could give, as much as she could take. More important than anything was her understanding that he would be there for her for the rest of their lives. Jen had her cry, but she understood, and when she was done the three of them – Jennifer Reed, Jahn Halvers, and Fiona Reed, sat down for the first. The dance tempo became slightly faster and the drumbeat more persistent.Moving her hands from next to her pussy area, cupping them and sliding them upwards via the sides of her body, then touching with her sleek fingers, the bottom of her breast and kept on going upward until her arms, hands and fingers were stretched above her head.Her hands travelled down, out of site suddenly.She had moved her hands unseen by us at first, to her back, pulled something out from the back of her sheer pants, a. Her strides were long; her back was straight; her long brunette hair was either in a ponytail or swaying about in the wind. She oozed class and sophistication. I never saw her in jeans, slacks or shorts, always in various designer skirts or dresses. Top of the line shoes adorned her feet from pumps, to sandals, to six inch high heels.I could always tell when she had important business meetings or if it was a casual day. She dressed accordingly for the occasion. Her makeup was always.