He probably plays his stupid games. Father? The least Fira was worried now about her sweetheart father. She carefully took back laptop on her knees. O...ce again checked on her sister. Everything was OK. Fira found on laptop another story. This one was special. About two sisters. One dominated other one. Story started with one sister not letting other to wear any panties. Latter she put on her some chastity device with lock on it. Interesting thing, enslaved sister could not piss or shit with. But now I want ... gasp ... want you to ... fuck me! Don't hold back! I want you to pound me into oblivion with your mighty cock! Fuck me, FUCK ME NOW!" and her legs wrapped around my hips as I resumed pumping into her pussy with more enthusiasm than before.It took about five minutes for her all ready ravaged body to reach its orgasmic plane, where it didn't peak, just rolled on and on in extreme pleasure. Mom cried out "Oh god, oh yes ... yes, oooooo, oh fuck, oh shit fuck me, oh god, fuck,. Pretending it hadn't happened, that we'd been "dreaming". Our transparent justifications and denials helped us to ignore the obvious direction our conversation and decisions were taking us. Basically we were saying "All this is very innocent and we're really not going to do anything too terribly over the line but in case we do…just in case, let's make sure no one gets hurt.The wine helped. As we continued to talk the words flowed a little easier and our comfort level with the situation. I think it was permanently burned onto my eyeballs.Look, I thought Maggie was attractive. She was slim and compact, but that was fine. And she had an absolutely gorgeous smile. I'm attracted to nice smiles. But I guess I didn't understand until yesterday how sexy she was.And then she turned around. Finally. And I really understood how sexy she was, because I've never seen desire like I saw in her eyes. "You better not be bullshitting me," she said."Not on your life," I said.She was on me before.