This seemed to trigger the host who then yelled "your turn buddy" and with that I felt several shots of his warm cum into my ass.As I slid off his ass...he then sat up and forced me on to my back. This time he was going to ride me! He let out a slow moan of pleasure as my trhobbing. dripping dick diappeared into hsi huge arse."Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck" they both moand as Pete and I sought our revenge on their asses when the host asked "so who's it gonna be ralph?" to his mate "from the throbbing mine's. If it weren'tfor the odd fascination with my own adult body now, I'd probably bedreading this the most after the Aunt Cindy wedding thing. Jen takes mychin in her fingers and moves my head a bit, looking around my face."Do we really have to do this?" I grumble, pulling the towel over mybreasts some."Yes Rachel, we do. You're not a kid anymore so make-up is part of thedeal now." She says, picking a few bottles up, and popping one open."But I hate make-up..." I growl. I recall all the massive. Fuck me up here again. Do you remember?" my little sister husked. "You took my virginity on this bench last year, Ben. I get so hot just THINKING about it. I was up here with Andrew last week and all I could think about was your cock. I had to drag him down the ridge before the sunset just so I could blow him and imagine it was you. I need to feel you inside me, Ben. Fuck me, big brother!" Oh, Brooke..." I groaned even harder.My sister's shorts and panties were history, only the minor snag of. Then, both willing, both eager, both stark naked, we would have come together. I would have taken precautions. You would have welcomed me into your body. I would have stroked within you until you would have had a second climax. That pleasure would have been mutual. We would have rested in each others’ arms afterwards. We would have been safe, private, together, and both in love.Instead, you were going with Hank. You were experiencing pressure, mental cruelty, and his greed for your beauty.And I.