But he didn’t touch my butt or my thighs. “Now shoulders and the rest of your back, he said. But this tie is in the way.” He started to untie m... top. “No Keith, just my back,” I said. “That’s what I’m doing but I don’t want to get oil on your top. You don’t have to roll over.”“OK.” So he untied my top and oiled the rest of my back and my shoulders. He managed to touch the sides of my breasts, but I didn’t say anything. Then he reached down and squirted more lotion on the backs of my legs.. “In fact,” she continued, “I realize now that either Jimmy was able to fuck my sandal inside my closet without disturbing any of the rest of my wardrobe, or else he was clever enough to remove my sandal, do his business, and then replace them.”I didn’t dare to look at her this time. I looked straight off into the distance.. I knew that she knew. Right then I was just captivated by her sandal. Even without looking at it, I could sense the motion as she rocked it back and forth on her toes.I. This guy carried on talking, but in my mind I was thinking of Liz. I knew her well, and I knew she wasn't the sort just to have a kiss. She very easily gives in to temptation and if he had got her to his room, the chances of her coming out without cum dripping from her pussy was very small indeed.A good while later (a good half hour at the very least) Liz turned up, she seemed edgy, and asked where her drink was. I asked her where she had been and she said she was in the other bar with people. .. Well not a toy per say, for one doesn’t usually care about a toy when broken, but he does care about his sister, and she certainly isn’t a sex slave -- She could always say no. Jax didn’t know exactly how to classify what he helped his sister turn into, the family slut might be the closest match, but it was slut in a good way.Though it turned out he didn’t have to do it all alone for his other sister joined in, and she helped smooth the road. Robin was well on the path of corruption when.