By the time I had finished the job my arms were aching, and my mind was not as clouded. I still had to clean up what remained from all my labor. I set...the axe down and bent over to pick up the pieces closest to me.After several trips, I soon had the firewood stacked inside the cabin. This cabin had been in my family since my great grandfather had staked a claim on the land over a hundred and twenty years ago. It was the one place where I could go to get away from all the horrors of life.. Standing and headed for the door again Jennifer resolved to put it out of her mind. Jennifer remembered reading that book in College. Her copy hadn't been a collection, but the story itself in a single novella form. Jennifer stopped in mid stride just short of the front door. Her book had been titled "Justine, or Good Conduct well Chastised."CHASTISED. "Shit" Jennifer said turning and dropping her purse. Rushing back, she pulled the book from the shelf and opened the cover. Inside was a table. Joan started to clam up her legs but Tom forced one leg then the other between them. It was an awesome performance; the way they laid on the couch, whenever Tom raised her legs, I could see everything including my sister’s cunt. It was a beautiful sight, too hard to describe, soft thin golden hair surrounded her pussy, and it was a pinkish color with a short slit that I could swear had clear stuff leaking from it. Tom kept jabbing his dick towards her pussy trying to unite with the hole. Then. She moaned lightly and her hips gyrated slightly on my massage table, seemingly pressing down and squirming a bit. I liked the silent communication!Body language is everything. Nuny was giving me all the right signals. Always maintaining at least one hand on her skin, I positioned myself at the foot end of the table between her feet. This also caused her legs to spread a bit. I lightly ran my fingers up the outside of her legs, over her little butt and first one hand and then the other down her.