She was blindfolded and gagged, helplessly writhing on the bed. Between her spread legs was a box I vaguely recognized. After a moment, I realized it ...as the same box that had driven a dildo into Laura's pussy a few days ago.I walked closer to my immobile sister. The closeness allowed a better view of Laura's body as well as the glass dildo gliding in and out of her lazily. At least a good three quarter of the dildo was coated with Laura's juice when the dildo came out of her. Then, the cycle. His hands caressed my ass. I kissed his neck, nibbled his ear, and whispered, "I want you."His warm lips moved over my neck softly kissing, his nostrils flared, while taking in my sweet fragrance. He then unbuttoned my blouse, and moved his lips down over my cleavage. I ran my hands down his back, moaning in delight, and he growled hungrily. With one hand, and a quick move of his fingers my bra gently falls to the floor. The only sound heard is our hard breathing and the click of the wheel over. Not much longer Val darling. Sorry, I should have missed out all the blather. I think you say 'cut to the chase'? We reached the woods with our satchels full of clues and Martine seemed to be in a rush to get things in place. When we had done she suggested we sat in a little glade we had come by, amongst the trees. Out of her satchel she pulled a large towel and laid it down so we could sit and rest. She was talking softly to me, and saying things like "you have been so sweet to help me" and. Looking good was very important to Miss Driscoll, but she abhorred the vainness that so often afflicted beautiful women with an interest in hair and beauty. She liked the feel of a well cut and perfectly fitted dress. Her slim, toned frame seemed to exaggerate her well placed curves, ensuring that she avoided charges of being ‘too thin’ whilst still feeling feminine and womanly.Graceful femininity, she often thought, was the most attractive feature in a woman. In her experience, the cliche of.