I was suddenly glad for the dayshift nurse’s sponge bath earlier that day. Candy could indeed have made it as a prostitute, her technique was flawl...ss. Her tongue caressed the underside of my happy stick making it dance delightfully in her mouth. Her fingers kneaded my balls stimulating my cock to become even harder. I reached out to her, sliding my good arm between her legs as she sat. The legs spread slightly and I began squeezing at her mound through her uniform. She moaned her delight. As she was flipping through the channels, I couldn't help but notice how my sister had matured. Her breasts were firm and young, her legs were neatly shaved, and of course she had her black hair down in a curly fashion. She looked beautiful. "You look beautiful today Samantha. Have I been gone that long to not see my littlesister grow into a woman?" I asked. "Aw! thank you so much." Samantha answered, flustered. She put her head on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arm around her. We were watching. Several spears shot up from the floor that would have skewered someone not as observant. Inside the room protected by the spear traps, I found quite a bit of treasure. Our main pathway then led us down another hallway where my thieves training pointed out the tripwire to me. I again told Lydia to wait, then I simply jumped the tripwire and proceeded down the hallway to disarm the swinging blade trap. The caged path led along to another pedestal and we quickly finished getting the guiding light. But maybe I was reading her wrong. It was a long five minutes while numerous thoughts coursed through my brain.She came running out, her young boobs bouncing up and down, headed over to the passenger door, opened it and jumped in."Wow, I love your car Greg. I am so into convertibles! What kind of car is it?" It's a '68 Triumph TR-6. I've had it for many years, only run it during the summer."Her short skirt rode up, exposing her shapely long legs as she settled into her seat and clasped the.