I had on a tee shirt and shorts, no bra, I still don't like wearing one when I'm home, and, anyway, we're kissing and soon my tee is up and he's down ...issing my breasts."Things moved so fast, there was really no thinking involved, just instinct and emotion. After a bit, he stopped. He said that he was sorry and that we should stop. I always loved my brother and I always thought what we had was just the brother-sister kind of love that we all expect and think about. But when he kissed me that. Naked, her arms bound high over her head, so vulnerable and that is how he liked her, naked and open.Sally pulled on her wrists, Father John pushing his penis against her naked butt, his hard sword rubbing up and down her cheeks. "No, not any higher," she cried out, stretching out on her toes as Father John pulled her wrists up further, Sally's lithe body yanked firm, her toes already aching from balancing on them."I like your body, Sally, so taut and ready, your muscles tightened. We must. It was a condition between the two of us; I could never tell Emily what she was like.I heard the sound again as I got closer. Her door was half open and I peeked around the door frame. I shouldn’t have, but my mind was switched to pervert and voyeurism mode and I just couldn’t help myself.I was surprised to see that Melissa was on her own, face down on the bed, her lower torso was naked and her jeans were piled in a heap around her ankles. I frowned in puzzlement at the noises she was making. I. I knew this may be the first time, but it wouldn’t be our last. **********************************************************************************************By the time we were 13, Karen and Mark had gotten into it as well. In our 13th yr we were fucking each other about once a week. We made sure to be careful, no one was around when we played. We got into anal sex, rim jobs whatever, we really explored each.