Carl spoke to me, “That’s the drug I’ve given you.” Hehad loosened the lead a little and pointed at my cock.God it was hard, p...infully hard.“By now we’re calculating you may have seriousmisgivings about this weekend in sexual heaven. We’veseen and heard your conversation with your wife and shemay just be wondering if you’ve both gotten yourselvestoo far in.”I tried far too late to agree but all that came out wasa muffled sound. It was still. 'You fucking dirty little cunt', and he took my phone from me, and flipped through my history. I held my head low in shame, complaining once he hurt my wrist, 'Shut it or I will call the police', was his reply, I remained silent.'Right down there he barked and together we went down the stone steps and into the aforementioned cubical.'Get them off, everything', was all he said, and I knew what he wanted, and dutifully stripped, turned, and offered my cunt as repentance for my sins, which he duly. This new feeling brought me to cum very quickly and what a feeling it was shooting a load of cum into my sisters pussy. The funny thing is my dick didnt even try to get soft after my orgasm. So I carried on, but this time I held her hips and pounded harder. My dick pushing the load of my cum out around it so it ran down her leg and bum. In all my enjoyment I didnt realize that she had awoken and was now moaning louder, it was only when she said to me harder Fred harder that I realized she was. “Put a finger in me!” she demanded. Smart boy that I am, I figured that a wet finger would go in better than a dry one, so I sucked on my middle finger for a second before pushing it into Becky’s slick vagina. It was an amazing feeling. I already knew that she was slick, hot, tight and pulsing inside because that’s how it felt to my dick when she and I had made love, but fingers are a little better judge of temperatures, textures and squeezes. My finger confirmed that this pussy felt.