Oh shit I won't make it too my creek before I start to feel like I am masturbating. But, oh no it feels so nice the more Gretchen canters the more I f...el like cumming I grab on to the nearest object which just so happens to be Gretchen.I hold her hair so hard then I press my lips onto the back of her head and begin to kiss my little Gretchen. My hips begin too move up and down on her back and then I realize that we have reached the creek but oh fuck i don't want to stop I don't want to stop! I. It’s not full of civilians. Hell, they would have killed more people if they’d just waited eight hours for the larger day shift. And it won’t piss anyone off. By next week, no one more than thirty miles from here will even remember this happened.”“They wanted to hit America’s military capability?”“By attacking a Guard armory in bum-fuck Texas? There are literally thousands of targets of higher value, many a hell of a lot closer to the countries these guys come from, and a hell of a lot more. But how, she questioned, could she have loved Kyle any more? What more could I have given him, she asked herself?She pushed the obvious solution back into her subconscious and sought other answers, but when none presented themselves, she found herself letting the idea nibble at her consciousness until she could no longer ignore it.Was the reason Kyle was venting his aggressions toward her sexually, that he had wanted, needed her sexually and that was the thing she kept denying him? She thought. OH, PLEASE DON’T STOP! I AM IN HEAVEN!” Harriet went through her second come pretty much like she had done on her first, and she screamed as loudly this time as she had the first time. Jack was glad that their mother was not home to hear the racket.Ever the trooper, Jack stuck with it, and kept stroking into his sister. Finally, Jack thought, “Ah, at last, I am starting to feel myself getting ready to come. I just hope that I can hold out long enough. I am getting awfully tired.”“Sis, here I.