I groaned and tried to thrust my clitoris up to meet his hand, but he only pulled away. I twisted and writhed toward him anyway. He glared at me stern...y and pushed me away. He laid the cold scissors against my thigh and slid the blade up, under the panties. Snip. Again on the other side. He pulled the cloth across my clitoris and away. I was completely naked, completely helpless, and quivering from arousal. Continuing to stroke and squeeze my breasts, he used the other hand to unzip his jeans. "Oh Jake, that was so much. He, never did that. It really has been decades I think." I kissed her."It can be any time you want. Now." So, you do want to continue?" Sure." You find me...desirable?" I kissed her,"Yes. Yes I do." She had a tear at the corner of her eye." Make love to me?" I didn't need to reply to that one. I knew I was ready and I knew Bev was ready. I got in position and placed my cock where it needed to be, then with long even strokes I entered Bev and made love to her. Her new. She had been on the deck with a guy, on her knees much like she was now. She had to have been no older than 16, but I clearly remember it, me up in my room staring out my window, my cock in hand, and my sister getting a mouth full of cum. I jacked off to that scene more times than I could remember, and was about to add one more to the count. “Get ready, babe,” I said, as I took my cock in my hand, jacking it furiously – my purple apple pointed at the smiling mouth in front of me. She eagerly. She'd always had a problem with Patty. Patty was her father's pride and joy — his little princess — and he spoiled her rotten. He denied Patty nothing and let her do whatever she wanted so it was left up to her as the mom to try and bring some discipline into Patty's life. Patty did not like it one bit and from the age of thirteen on she had resented her mom and constantly butted heads with her.She had always known that Patty was headstrong, but She had never known that Patty was a rotten.