In her mind, I reasoned, that would mean I’d never have to look anywhere else. So why was she insecure now? Because she was holding back. That was t...e core of my male reasoning and I set about to fix my sister’s problem.Back to the couch. Despite Dale’s proximity, Lynn managed to hook her toes in the elastic waistband of my shorts and drag the front down over my swollen cock, freeing it to waver about in the dim light. I immediately snapped my eyes on Dale, working diligently to some patient’s. Allen squealed with joy as his first dual orgasm was unleashed, much to the delight of his audience, the boy and Diana.Allen slumped onto the Harness's supports gasping and panting. He couldn't believe what had just happened to him and closed his eyes in humiliation. In a few seconds, he felt his penis begin to soften and a feeling of relief spread into his mind and his 'womanhood' returned to its normal state.The enhancements to his rectal sheath would form into its 'womanhood' whenever his. The young stud idea, whenever it came up in our conversations, seemed to turn her on immediately. The idea was to go out dancing, pick up one or two young, very well-hung guys, and go back to a hotel to get the daylights fucked out of her. About the second time we discussed the scenario on the phone, I could tell she was masturbating furiously, cumming in a series of crescendoing gasps until after what seemed like a full minute of silence, came a breathless, "oh god."So that was the first. Once at full stiffness, Molly rode me for at least a half hour, halting a couple times to enjoy body shaking orgasms before my final cum of the evening spawned her final one as well. All of us afterwards luxuriated in the post orgasm bliss along with and more profoundly the culminating exhaustion of a weekend of marathon sex."I want you to drop me off at home." Moi aussi," said Fanny."Okay," I answered."No objections?" asked Molly without malice."I understand," I said. "We've been nearly.