Lexi could remember every detail of the evening before. When her daddy started kissing and pulling at her nipples, she remembered the warmth, as her p...ssy started to swell. She now fingered herself intensely, as she imagined her father kissing and licking her clit. She climaxed so hard reliving this in her mind, that her hand was sopping wet. Lexi could hardly wait for the weekend to continue.***During the meeting, it was all I could do to concentrate on what was being said. I was trying to. Dee said kissing me between words. Dee, i love you as a sister but i love you as a crush. Ive fantasised about you, kissing you, also other things if you get what i mean. i said shyly, hoping she would feel the same. Ive also thought same as what you have been thinking, Ive masturbated to fantasies about you. she said admittedly, i told her that i did as well and we went in for another kiss, this kiss felt different like a loving couple kiss… it seemed like ages before the kiss ended, we. “Then get naked yourself.” I wasted no time stripping off my shorts and shirt, I knew we were safe from interruptions because if anyone was coming up the track in a vehicle, we would hear them well before they arrived. I sat down beside her and removed my boots. “Now it’s your turn,” I announced. “Mmmm, you do it for me,” she murmured. I slid my hand into her bikini briefs and found a surprisingly damp labia. “What have you been doing, while I was away?” I asked her, with a grin on my face.. I talked about how I wanted to be restrained and rough-fucked, with no way to pull away or back out. I brought up getting cross-dressed. I talked about getting tag-teamed, or gang-fucked as a first time experience...even having my virgin hole used for hours by toys was mentioned. I was so graphic and explicit.However, I never intended on doing these things. They were fantasies. It turned me on to tell different tops about these fantasies as if we could do it together. But in reality...I had.