’ We turned and I laid her on her back, knees up, her heels beside her ass, dripping in the middle onto the sheets. She rubbed herself teasingly as ... rubbed my tip in her pussy, making her moan. Soon I was inside as her moans grew louder, her tiny little slit opening more and more and I pressed indside. She’d only had sex maybe five times with me, and she was still very tight, so it was slow going. Eventually I was pounding her hard, making her wince and moan at once. I told her to be a good. " "That's ok, I don't want to talk, I just need a drink. I'm really dehydrated. Please?" She seemed to be thinking. "Ok." She finally said. That was easy. Maybe the level of drug she was under could work to my advantage. But I had to be fast. "Please hurry, I'm so thirsty." She filled a cup from the sink and brought it over to my table. "You'll have to raise me up. I can't drink like this." "Ok." She tapped some buttons on the control pad and my upper body sat forward. I was hoping she would. I wanted to fuck her and wanted to be fucked.But we couldn’t do either.I broke the kiss, my body shaking worse. What started as tears of joy became grief, fear. I sniffed, staring at her wet eyes. My glasses slipped on my nose as the world grew so blurry on the edges. More tears fell hot down my cheeks.She shook, too. “I know.” She stroked my auburn hair as I clung to her wet body. “I know.”“What are we going to do?”“I don’t know,” Deidre answered, my sister giving me a soft smile,. I kissed her softly and left saying daddy loves you more than words could say, she smiled and as I left I saw her rubbing her pussy and then sucking her fingers. That evening after our meal, the wife said she wanted to live out her fantasy,and told me to go back to our cabin and hide, she went off looking for her victim whilst I hid.I waited for a while as I heard my wife return with a young bloke that was about the same age as Pam, he was passionatly kissing her as he grabbed her tits making.