It took my breath away. We were both the same age, 19. I felt quite dowdy beside her. I always did. She had everyone looking at her, boys and girls. B...t we were best mates as well as cousins. I may have other feelings for her, which I knew weren’t returned, but that didn’t matter so much. We were mates. “Jack is for it. Mum’s about to tan his backside just like she used to all those years ago.” “What, your brother Jack?” “Who else? He’s had so many spankings recently. Mum wouldn’t let. I stripped down also and slid in next to Heather on her right.Not about to surrender this opportunity to counting sheep, I reached my hand out until I felt the soft skin of Heather's back. To quickly orient myself on how she was laying I slid my hand up her side to feel her arm draped over her chest. I followed her right arm to her breast and gave her a quick squeeze to let her know that sleeping was not an option. After massaging her soft breast I slid my hand back up her arm then down her. In doing that she was forcing her clitoris to pop out from under its own hood and press against the nylon crotch of her pantihose. She liked that feeling. She liked the feeling of her swollen clitoris pressing against the delicateness of her hose. She was well practised at that. She could also make herself orgasm by simply, very slightly twisting in the chair. Just rising one hip higher than the other, and then flicking a slight twist so that the clitoris rubbed against the nylon. So that. She threw her mouth back onto the dildo, hoping he might see she had been trying really hard.She shivered as she listened to the floorboards creak under his bare feet. Her face contorted in concentration as she tried to force the rubber cock in deeper, coughing and choking as she began to wimp out at swallowing the long slick dildo.Suddenly her head was jerked back. His hand gripping her ponytail and dragging her face away from the training post. Her neck rope went stiff and she gasped as it.