As we kissed we continued to finger her simultaneously. Her hands remained static on our expectant pricks and she asked if she was holding them correc...lyOh yes we replied. I am such a good girl that I don’t know what to do with my hands she gasped as our fingers explored her further.Do you know how to wank a cock was the next question I posed. Not really was the pretend innocence response. Well make sure you have a good grip. Toward the helmet is better, not to tight and not too soft. As she. There were columns for height, chest (below breasts), bust (fullest part), waist, and hips. Another column was for the date, and there was room for six weeks. I thought Dad was taking this whole business a bit too seriously.So would we, in that case. We had a bit of wall marked off with heights, and my sister stood with her back against it. She was four feet eight inches tall. Tanya's chest was 26 inches. Her bust, around the fullest part, was 40 inches, perhaps half an inch more. She was 22. A warm smile now greets me and it’s really good to see. “I’m so sorry for everything Robbie!” She takes my hand from her face and holds onto it. “I should have known he would do something! Look what he’s done to you!”“Stacey it’s ok really, I’m fine. It hurts like a bitch but I’ll live. Please stop worrying ok?”Stacey simply nods, her tears have now stopped. “I love you Robbie” she says with warmth and love in her voice. “I love you too!” I smile back to her.Stacey leans off of her chair and. Mike had picked me up. “oh good” I thought “he is gonna take me back up stairs, oh thank god I think it’s over”. I was wrong as he spun around and placed me into the stirruped chair. My legs were spread and my feet fit into the guided leg clamps. He moved some nobs and a few levers and I was tiled back and my legs spread open more. He lifted my skirt up laid it on my belly, pulling out a knife and cutting a slit in my panties, from the bottom of my sack down past the pucker of my quivering.