THE orgasm. Stephanie wasn't a nun and she enjoyed sex quite a bit, but she had never had an orgasm for that long and that intense. The frustration of...her pussy being tickled over a long time and not being able to get herself off was probably one of the reasons for it. But that couldn't be the sole reason.Perhaps she liked being dominated.The thought sent a chill through her. No. She was being forced to have sex with this stranger. She was being raped. Yet, she was enjoying the sex, even. I sat down beside her and slowly slid my fingers under the hem of her short skirt, which by now has ridden up to mid thigh. I carried on until I reached the top of her stocking and felt the delight of bare flesh, which heralded the delights of her smoothly, shaven pussy lips and wet cunt.Meanwhile my other hand has not been idle, and had been slowly unbuttoning the front of her low-cut filmy summer dress. At last I revealed her firm 36D tits, encased in a lace-trimmed bra that she don't really. “Oh, yeah!”The grin softened to my sister’s normal “happy” face.“The Parents think we’re going to the mall for a while, then going to a movie. Will you cover for me?” asked Tara.“I’m going to Dan’s game. I won’t be back ‘til late. I won’t be able to do much covering.”“Oh yeah. It’s his last game. I should be going too,” said Tara.“You had your chance.”“I know. That was before I knew about ... I was looking forward to that movie.”I shook my head at her. The movie would be showing every night for. He broke the nervous silence."Please tell me 'bout Elizabeth. An' about her baby," he said. "If you can." He sniffed. "If y'will." Oh, the child, she's very pretty," said Mrs. Conroy, arranging her flaring skirt and silken petticoats, creamy lace cascading from her arms, pearl bobs at her ears. "She is, I fear, something of a mystery, the child. But the young woman seems very well, rather sun-browned however, but very well. Wouldn't you say so, Priscilla?" Indeed," Priscilla said, holding her.