She brought her hand down and grabbed his dick firmly, rubbing him slowly before she increased her pace again, doing all the same things he did to her... Oliver’s hips bucked in her tiny hands, “Aria,” he moaned against her lips, as she teased him. She resisted the urge to smirk and pulled his chin to her, drawing her tongue across his lower lip before she bit it. In one fluid motion she had removed her hand and completely impaled his dick into her pussy again... “Jesus Christ, Aria,” he moaned. He was mumbling under his breath and often screwed his eyes shut tight. I wanted to go down in him, take him in my mouth, which was something I had done only once or twice in the last four years. Fumbling under the table was one thing; I doubt our luck would extend to oral sex on the sofa.And then I felt my heart lurch as I entered the home straight. I could no longer masturbate my two beautiful boys as it took all my concentration not to scream out. Instead I followed Christian’s lead and. I went out the back for a breath of fresh air and immediately threw up in the rear yard.That certainly helped a bit but I still didn't want any more booze, so I decided to go for a stroll along the beach to clear my head.I walked along in the surf, not caring that my shoes would be ruined, or that the spray was soaking me through, I walked and I thought. I thought about what we were doing here, how we were getting involved with Dave and Molly when the reason we'd come out here was to be with. “I guess I was a little excited from the book. I probably showed you too much but I didn’t care then.””I couldn’t believe it, sis. I think I actually saw you fingering yourself but, don’t get mad, a lot of it was my imagination I’m sure, and, well, I knew it was my sis and all.””I knew you were watching me,” I confessed. “I think it was exciting to know you were peeking at my, you know, so I kinda slid my bikini bottom so you could see a little more.””Well, I never forgot that. It was so.