Smiling you hand me a small parcel wrapped in pinktissue. I open it giggling with delight. It's the black baby doll fromBirch Place we had looked at t...gether. You take it from my shaking handsand slip it over my head. I am transfixed. You push me gently back on toyour bed. I lie there looking at your eager eyes. You kiss me. I lift myhips as you peel my panties off. You part my legs and I feel thecoldness of the lube as you rub it around my hole, I wince moaning atthe feel of your finger going. I thought of how close we'd grown in the last months. How we'd come to share our truth about ourselves, about our sexuality and our mutual horniness. There was no more games about that. But what was yet uncertain was our physical involvement. Oh, I knew deep down that I wanted to jump her bones... to ravish my beautiful sister. I was in lust with her, but those years of cultural conditioning straddled any erotic path we might explore, standing as a repressive centurion who might have worn a. " Mike moved away from the door and sat down on the couch. After a few moments the door opened and out stepped my wife. She walked in front of Mike rather coyly, pulling down on the hem of her skirt. I was shocked. She was wearing a red spandex type T-shirt that fit her firm body tightly, clearly showing the outline of her breasts. I immediately noticed she could not have been wearing her bra, because her nipples stuck out like raisins underneath the tight material. Her white tennis skirt was. "Go on, young man." I was told to bear message to all clans of the realm. The prophecy has predicted the appearance of the demons as a new menace. To stand the menace we have to declare war and form..." You might be a demon-spawn!!!" Lady Montana cried again, louder this time. "You tried to infiltrate the castle with all your filthy ideas to drag us to war!!!"Anna was getting furious. That old woman was annoying! She kept on disturbing him with her comments. Atrus, however, seemed to control.