I had layed in and had started to feel horny and had got out a porn mag and started to wank myself. But I needed a little something to help me along. ... got up and walked naked into my sisters room and look around the floor, my sister was not very tidy and I would usually find a pair or two of her worn panties.As usual I found a pair of briefs, I checked the gusset it was stained, I sniffed at it, taking in the scent of Sophie's pussy and couldn't resist having a taste of the gusset, my cock was. Sharon had once given Ian a very quick wank in the bathroom but other than that and the buttock touching and occasional kiss there was no sexual contact. Both siblings were having largely sleepless nights and as one or other of them masturbated, thinking about the other, they also knew that the other was likely doing the same.Sharon decided that she had to do something about it. "Ian, I can't sleep I am always thinking about you," she confided."Same with me, Sharon, I want you so much." We will. Henry gave me a sedative and I slept and slept and slept.The next morning I had made up my mind. Why should my trip to San Francisco be a total disaster? Yes, having Henry show me the sights seemed like a good idea. And I love being spoiled. There were several other dresses in that boutique that had caught my eye.Besides, I liked Henry's room. Not really a room--a junior suite. Frescoes on the wall. Two king-sized beds with Frette linens but I slept with him. Why mess up both beds? We didn't do. “Well,” I said, “we can’t have any of that," and taking my shirt from the floor, I tied it around her head, gagging her. “No use trying to deny it, Amanda. I know the kind of things you’re into. You should have seen the way you came with that bottle in your ass while you slept. I’ve never seen you so wet. It’s time you fessed up.” I took the first bead and slid it easily into Amanda’s asshole, watching her flesh swallow it up. I lied down on my side over her back, face to face with her spread.