He pushed my face against the wall, lifted my skirt and pulled my hips back. It was a nice relief to know that soon I would have the mark I wanted and...this humiliation could be over. He leaned over me. "Play with yourself, I can see your pussy lips dripping with your desire. Now show me you pleasuring yourself, you little slut. But don't cum and remember keep quiet," and with that his lips left my ear. I let my fingers trail through my cleavage and down to my smooth pussy. He was right, I was. "Krissie could come out," her mother hissed."She already knows," I said as I ran my cockhead lightly across her lips."She does?" I pushed my penis between her lips before she could say another word. Then I put both of my hands on the back of her head. Her tongue started to move."It excites her to know you and I are doing it," I said, then was silent as I let her mouth work my cock for minutes before finally pulling away from her. I wanted to fuck her."Not here," she cried as I undid the denim. Deep down she knew what it was. It was the words. The words he spoke. He wasn’t even touching her. It was simply the words coming from deep within him. ‘You’re my dream, Em. Every night I dream of you. Your skin. Your hair. Wet from the shower. Beads of water running down to pool at your feet. Just once. Just once I wish I could be a drop of water. To feel your skin. To warm you. Cleanse you. Surround you. Just once to know you so well. You’re killing me, Em. Every night I die not having you.. "They're big aren't they," Constancia said, gazing at the obviously excited boy.Carlos could only nod mutely. His mouth was as dry as cotton."Would you like to ... touch them?"Carlos nodded quickly in the affirmative, faintly trembling with desire. Nena began to sob quietly. Carlos looked at her and began to feel guilty for thinking about his own sister in such a vile way."Don't worry Carlos, your big sister WANTS you to touch her. Don't you Nena?" Constancia's hard gaze bored into Nena's.