Then my stomach felt very full, and uncomfortable. Nausea began to wave over me. The bag continued to drain into me, my stomach bloating slowly, and a... it filled and stretched it hurt more and more. Finally the bag was empty. My stomach hurt, but nothing like the enema I had earlier.I hung limply, no longer feeling my arms or shoulders. It was if they had been removed, and there was pain from the amputation but the arms, even the shoulders, weren't there any more.My operator moved about the. Ronnie and she came out together and I walked them to their cars. I told Angie to follow me and I waited for Ronnie to start her car. I fired up Black Beauty and I pulled out into the night is saw Angie following me and Ronnie following her. Not unusual she was my neighbour after all. I pulled into my street and Angie followed me I put beauty in the Garage. And opened the front door to allow Angie in. As she passed me she grabbed my crotch and groaned and bit her bottom lip. She asked me if she. "God," he moaned up at her, "you are an absolute doll."He reached up and pulled her down to him. It was a lovely long kiss. He gasped in awe when he broke the kiss and cupped one of her breasts in his hands."What's the matter?" she said in alarm."I hope you have your full growth already," he replied."Why?" Because if you don't," he said, "you're going to have to hand-make your bras someday. Jesus, I could see in your bikini that you were big but, my God, when I get my hands on one of them…" Do. "At any time you want to stop all you have to do is tell me. Part any sexual act is trust." Tucking my fingers under Lindsey's chin I asked her the all-important question, "Do you trust me?"Her answer made my heart skip a beat and my cock twitch, "Mike. You are my brother. Now you are the only man I do trust." We sealed our sexual pact with a breath-stealing, passionate kiss. I wanted to make sure my sister was ready so I started kissing her earlobes, neck, nipples, any sensitive place I.