I'd have cut off his dick myself."Tina went to lie back down on the cot, on her stomach, trying to relax as Michelle moved down the cot towards the cu...ves of her ass. She felt her fingers on her butt cheeks, carefully, and gently, pulling them apart."There's a lot of blood," she said, grabbing one end of the small sheet that was on the bed and ripping off a piece. She wet it in the sink and brought it back, sitting down and looking up at what little she could see of Tina. "I'll try to be. " She lifted off of his face, leaving it covered with the mess of our fucking, and jumped off the bed. I watched her firm little ass as she practically ran to the bathroom. Her husband just glared at me but it's hard to look menacing when your entire face shined with the glaze of someone else's jizz, which for some reason made me laugh. That pissed him off and as he fumed in silence Sarah returned carrying a small jar of Vaseline. No fucking way, I thought. I am not fucking a dude. Judging by. When I arrive I don’t realise it at first but something in my sub conscious doesn’t seem right. I choose to ignore it thinking it must be the stress of the day. I walk to the kitchen placing my jacket on the chair by the table. I go to the fridge and get a cold drink, opening it and taking a well deserved drink I place it on the table. As I do I notice something under the magazine on the table. It appears to be a photo, I pull the bottom of it and as it comes from below the magazine it is. Marge questioned her about her lack of embarrassment and the fact that Anne made no effort to cover up.Anne told Marge that she knew that Don watched her, just like she watched him. Marge questioned Anne about the voyeurism and the fact she didn't mind. Anne finally admitted to her friend that she and her brother had even messed around with each other. Marge, wrapped in the bedspread, pressed Anne for details. Anne told her that her brother had walked into her room and caught her masturbating,.