Now, here it was, just like her fantasy. She felt herself very horny and wet. I stood up moving away from her. She watched me as I left the bedroom. A...minute later I returned, a knife in my hand, she gasped. " Shhh, honey, shh." I took the knife and cut through her clothes. I prefered cutting them off than risk untying her. I was definitely going to fuck her nice and slow. I cut through her dress, and panties. I took a moment to enjoy looking at her body from head to toe. I felt like I would. No I don't live on a farm in Arkansas. No I don't normally fuck my younger sister in front of a room of people. It happened once and it was, as far as I am concerned, an accident. I'm going to tell you my side and if you do not believe me then well fuck off.I am a senior at our state university and luckily I landed a pretty cool job at night that allowed me to afford the plush existence of dormitory life (this is sarcasm people). Well at our last keg party my friends happened to play a very. " (Mark is her husband.)At hearing this, Mom laughed, while I continued to enjoy the sight of two semi-naked beautiful women lying so close to me.Sharon turned toward me, which meant her breasts were right in front of my eyes, and said: "Your mom looks very straight and pure, but she is naughtier than me."I shifted my gaze toward my half-naked mother and said: "What do you mean?"Sharon said: "I always had more boyfriends than your mom and she used to peep whenever I was with them."Hearing this,. ..the farm hands are getting ready to put shoes on them', I thought to myself. The third stall was empty, and clean, with the exception of the square bale of hay sitting in it. I opened the gate, and quickly stepped inside the spare stall. "'mmmmm...god my pussy is hot! I need to cum!" I was talking right out loud. Nobody was out there. It was only me and the horses, and they would block my view if anyone was looking into the other end of the barn. I sat down on the bale of hay, and leaned.