When I get home Im gonna lick your clit Vickie, show it to me, let me watch you play with yourself like I am, she almost pleads. I push the chair back...and spread my thighs as my gaze begins exploring my sisters body, her hair, face, breasts, dwelling on her large areolae and nipples, her flat belly and her shaven pussy. Her clit is large and swollen and she is obviously excited. She lays back on her bed and with ass off the side she spreads her thighs and holds her hand between them and snaps. A sly smile came over her face. “Yeah, it’ll be fun.” Ben replied. His aunt had always been overly flirtatious with him but he never thought anything of it. Betty’s hand came to rest on Ben’s thigh, a little closer to his groin that usual. Ben liked her touch. For a brief instant, the thought of having sex with his aunt flashed through his head. He shook it off, and concentrated on the drive. Little did he know that Betty was having the same thought. They eventually got to the house. Ben. Only where she had kept me at the brink of climaxing for ages then tricked me into thinking I had fucked her sister, I wanted to make Shelly orgasm till she was so wrecked with pleasure she could not stand or do anything. After I had managed to tie her feet together and carry her into the living room, where it was much warmer in front of the fire. I placed her over the back of the sofa and secured her in position, she was helpless but she kept on telling me to let her go. One of the toy’s I had. By that time Sharon and my beers were empty. Seeing this Tom immediately ask if we would like another and we said yes but didn't want to fight the crowd. Tom then pulled out two cold Miller Lites from the refrigerator he had in his room. We said thank you and started chatting again. I had been having trouble earlier with my female voice but with the alcohol things seemed to be getting easier in that regard. After an hour or so, and a few too many beers, Sharon thought we should be going.