. thesame kind of sensitivity... as you already know you have... on theinsides... and backs of your knees... the insides... of your upperarms... and o...her places... and while the rude Inmate's creepy touch...and firm grip... only lasted for few seconds... it seemed almost aneternity... before He wordlessly... and without explanation to you...finally let go of your arm... as you watched Him walking quickly away...back to the dominoes table... to tell something... to The Others...andjust before. .. I couldn't help myself, "Sis, you look amazing!"She smiled and and said, "Thanks, you're not looking too bad yourself. Can you help me with my bag?" I said, "Sure," and stepped out the door to grab the bag. Meanwhile, she had slipped into the house. When I walked in, closed the door and looked up, there she was standing with her dress pulled down below her breasts and let me tell you, they were the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen. Perfectly sized and shaped. I just stood there and. Ella doesn't usually sweat much, but even she has a nice moist sheen to her little body. And that soft pattering sound from the vibrator is becoming louder and wetter as time passes. I start to notice a slight smell of sweat, mixed with a bit of pussy. Even from a few feet away where I sit, their feminine scents start to fill the room. I start to harden, and I begin stroking my growing cock, still sipping wine with my other hand.Ella starts to shift around, pushing back, trying to get away from. .. I can't believe this." I know. Please, don't say anything to Andrew ... you know, he and John are such good friends." Becky," Vicki said and paused. It took a moment before she spoke again. The wine had done the trick. "Becky, I have a confession as well."Becky had to suppress a smile. With relief she realized that it was going to work. "What?" she asked."You are not going to believe this but ... but Andrew and I are lover's too." Are you k**ding me? I mean are you just saying that to make.