She ran her thumb in slow soft circles over her clit, trying to coax it out of its hood, as she felt herself arching now pushing her ass off the bed a... the pleasure increased. Her feet pushing into the mattress as she arched herself up off the bed and pushed hard down on her clit as she rubbed harder and faster, her left hand gripping behind her head to the bedhead now. Like a woman possessed, she was fucking herself now, her pussy was insanely wet, she was so horny remembering all of their. The architectural oddities, secret rooms and passages, and the sense of living history have always fascinated me. Our home was no exception. My family had owned, worked and lived on the land as far back as anyone could tell. The old rambling house sat on about five hundred acres of what was currently rolling meadows and a large wood lot close to the Welsh coast. I spent a good deal of my early years exploring the 'big house', out buildings and the property in general. My Great grand father. "Now wait a minute Mark, I know how odd this may be for the both of us, which is why I've given it a lot of serious thought before asking you. But think about how much is at stake here. He's willing to pay us $10,000 dollars in cash; even more if he likes what he's getting. On top of that, he's going to put in a good word for me to all of his friends so that I can get more modeling work. Now all we'd have to do is just pose for a few pictures, which will never be made public, maybe share a. I didn't know what would happen next.SEBASTIAN: What did happen?MICHELLE: They started fucking. Just like that. Like I wasn't even there.SEBASTIAN: What did you do?MICHELLE: I watched. I watched my sister. I had a clear view of her face. Her expression... it's so hard to describe.SEBASTIAN: Let's explore that. First of all, why were you so focused on her face?MICHELLE: I wanted to know what she was thinking.SEBASTIAN: Did you ask her afterward?MICHELLE: Not really. I asked her if she's done.