I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be on March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me home because she had volleyball practice and they h...d a game next week so I know she couldn’t skip.So, two weeks later, I snuck home early, went straight to our room and found her journal and began to read. The very first line made me freeze with astonishment as a shiver went up my spine. “3/11/16- Dear Diary, today I feel in love with my sister.”Wow. I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice sooner. All. I sat close, but catty-corner to him on a lower bench. Again, summoning my bravery, I leaned back in the same way my father had, leaving my breasts fully on display. I closed my eyes and imagined my dad stealing glancing and maybe even touching himself.The feeling of the sweat pouring down my body was relaxing, yet also arousing. I especially enjoyed feeling of a cold bead of sweat trickling down the space between my breasts. I reached up involuntarily to wipe the sweat and caused my breasts to. Remember "Indecent Proposal?" The fundamental flaw with that film is that most women would have sex with Robert Redford for car fare. Go get a few towels, soap and a box of condoms. It's game time."While Sharon was gone, Sue moved closer, leaned against the large full height window and began to run her fingers absent-mindedly over her nipples, which quickly began to harden. After a few seconds she saw Harold turn to "Keith" and say something she could not hear, but she could see them both laugh. The tool between my legs is steadily moving me closer to the edge. Oh, yes… This feels so good. The vibration in my seat mixes sensually with my fantasies, and the sight of Harry’s face brings me to the edge. I squeeze her hand and look at her, imagining her pussy grinding against my mouth in time to the rhythm at which I’m being fucked. This is it. I’m there. Here. Wherever.Harry can see it on my face, and she begins as well. Our bodies are tensing, crushing down on themselves with.