I was taken in by Anita’s charms, grace and physique. I particularly could barely resist her breasts. I had squeezed them liberally and fucked her m...ny times in my dreams. Once when I was alone with Anita in her house, I stopped her in the kitchen and hugged her from behind and pressed my cock into her from behind. She was wearing a gown. I wanted to kiss her and press her generous boobs. Anita quietly looked behind at me and did not say anything. She perhaps wanted me to move further, kiss her. Nice, shy Pet suddenly this determined.“But surely…”“You thought it was exciting enough when we read the stories,” Pet tells her husband.I ask myself if Pet might have had a bit to drink herself, and that this might explain her change of mood, though she doesn’t seem drunk at all; doesn’t seem much of a drinker at all. It strikes me that she might be one of those people, like those students that took part in a famous experiment where they were given non-alcoholic wine, but told it was. I did as she said and started licking the outside of her asshole and she moaned and told me to penetrate her ass with my tongue, so i slowly pressed my tongue in and i could feel her asshole squeeze my tongue and my sister's hand was at the same time rubbing her pussy, she screamed and her body started shaking and she started to do thrusting movements against the table. and after a little while she screamed at me to stop and she was just leaning over the table, her legs like spaghetti.She was. Ellen knew Robbie's last response opened the door for her and that it was now or never."Why thank you Robbie, what do you like about me? What makes me pretty?" Oh, you have beautiful deep blue eyes, and, annnddd your hair is beautiful too." He once more sounded very shy."Do you think about anything else Robbie? Do you think about where you seem to want to put your fingers? Do you think about my little bum?" She knew that she was now fully committed given this last question.Robbie could hear.