A deafening, teamed howl went up from the tentload of excited men.I could see Cookie's ghost-white face wince.I could also see (as could every man in ...he tent) my fifteen- year-old sister's beautiful, light blond pussy, right between her curvy, exposed thighs, as pretty a pussy as God had ever created."Damn!" someone shouted loudly.As odd as this sounds, (me being her brother and living with her, in close quarters, for all of these years) I had never seen it before. Had never even given it a. “The future…”“Why do you say it like that?”“We don’t really talk about the future do we ?”“No, I guess we don’t. We probably should.”“You wanna start?”“Nope. The floor is yours, my love.”“Knew you’d say that. Well I’ll start with the big one. Marriage. Do you want to get married again?”“I do.”“Good. Here’s another one. Kids?”“I think I could handle one more. Has to be a boy, though.”“I’ll do my best.” Alex said sarcastically. “Claire mentioned she wanted a little brother to boss around.”“Of. Her mouth twitched. "Could you..?" Sure, my little moonstone." I leaned and braced myself, so I could wrapmy hand around her nub. Despite my movements being clumsy, she didn'tlast long. Her body trembled, and she let out a low dainty whine. Mydick was constricted by her pucker, and another two thrusts pushed me toclimax.I lay down and embraced her. I feared she might feel unsatisfied,disappointed or worse, so I needed to show how much I cared for her.Fortunately she didn't sulk, but smiled at. In fact, Hans ensured that Chip shaved his entire body daily, and any hairs left were painfully plucked with Hans's pliers!?Now Chip was dressed regularly in a nice velvet Eton suit, with short pants and high?knee socks, and girl's saddle shoes...?and? he had a broad starched collar over the jacket...and a little black cap.?But presently, Chip was naked, except for his underwear, pink panties, hanging round one ankle. He was crying,and Hans had no patience for this. Hans was astonished at what.