In the living room, for crying out loud... and I didn't have a sock to catch the spunk on. So I rolled over onto m y side and tried to get those thoug...ts out of my head.I had just begun to relax and fall into a slumber when I felt a hand on my shoulder and a sharp whisper: "J, wake up! Wake up!" It was Carol!"I'm up! What's going on?" Come on!" she said, taking my hand and pulling me out of the bed. "You gotta see this!" I followed her as she led me out through the sliding glass doors, over the. Let me ride you like mad,” I said. “And just what do you think you are doing right now sis?” Jeff asked. “Smart ass,” I replied. He started finger fucking me with his right hand. Then my juices really started flowing. I got a bit onto his stomach already. Then he was getting his hands soaked as well. I let out more than a few good moans. “Shit my brother. That's good, keep finger fucking me until you get carpal tunnel in your hands Jeff. I wanna feel beyond amazing Jeff. Keep it up and I'll cum. Oh God! Sweet torture, such sweet torture! When the tip of the chain reached her clit it stopped. He dangled it there momentarily, dancing it against her electrified nerve endings, and then traced it back down through the center of her tender, wet valley. He repeated this, again and again. Any control Maddy had was gone. She whimpered like a wounded animal. Her body arched helplessly up and down with the movement of the chain, splayed legs shaking involuntarily. Oh God, I could cum, Maddy's. Bea woman? Is this where trying to be conventional has led her?"Let's go out, Donna. Tonight, now! Come up, get on some slap andsomething glittery, let's posse up the girls and get pissed."Tempting. She hasn't been Out since that night, hasn't really gone for itin terms of dressing up, as if denying herself that outlet will somehowbring her life back together. It hasn't - in fact it can't - ever; thatbus has gone; the horse has emphatically bolted leaving little point inbolting the stable door..