Considering that I was 12 and my sister was 17, I wasn't allowed up there very often. When she did let me spend time up there, I felt like a cool k**....It made me feel older and more mature to spend time with my sister in her room. I heard a creaking noise and stopped. I realized that I had forgotten to knock, and when my sister found out she would be pissed. She was always telling me to knock on the attic door, but I always forgot to. I ignored the noise and continued towards her bedroom door,. How on earth did they ever get it here?”“Good question,” Debbie said staring at the subject of discussion.“This is only the top third of it. The full obelisk was brought here in three pieces. The bottom two pieces were lost,” Oscar said repeating what he had read in the tourist guide that was in their hotel room.“That’s one big piece of stone,” Debbie said unable to get over the size of the obelisk.A man bumped into Oscar and mumbled an apology. Oscar, wearing blue jeans and a shirt, rather. By the time they reach the living room door Carrie has unbuttoned the blouse, tugged it free of the skirt's waistband, and dragged it and the cardigan off the woman's body.The room's door bangs open and Carrie's fingers fumble with the hooks of a green satin brassiere to release them and toss it aside. Laura's breasts are wonderful! Big and pear shaped with dark aureoles and long and thick nipples standing hard and erect; the blond cannot keep her mouth off them. As they reach the big four. He entered me easily this time as my pussy was still soaking wet with his spunk and fucked me nice and slowly, nearly pulling out before pushing himself deep inside me. During this we were kissing, murmuring all sorts of soppy things to each other! Peter pulled out and lay beside me, I asked if everything was ok and he said yes but he was conscious that he seemed to be having all the fun so what would I like to do. He suggested maybe a bit of role play and I readily agreed thinking to myself.