Growing up around my sister was interesting. Hell, it was more than just interesting --- it was exciting. I wasn't alone, though. I quickly found t...at Jenny enjoyed our games as much as I did. She teased me in little ways that changed subtly as my body thickened and matured. Looks became touches, and then caresses. The last summer she lived with us, Jenny was really into tanning in our fenced backyard. She let me lotion her back when the folks were out. Her old, black, one-piece. His hand slid the strap of my dress out of the way and came to rest on my tit. He spent the entire time amusing himself and arousing me by playing with my nipple.Lucas, meanwhile, teased my increasingly moist pussy with his free hand while he drove. They talked to each other about what a good fuck I am and what a talented cocksucker. Pretty much the only thing either man said directly to me was when Lucas asked me if I'm still going to be as much fun after my husband gets home tomorrow.Great!. By this point, he was constantly groaning, she moved quicker, stronger, tighter, until she felt his hand firm on her head, deep gasps and moans echoing through the dim room. Faster, stronger, harder… She gripped him, sucking him as she would a straw… More, more… She pulled away. In an instant she could have relieved all of that tension, but she had just let go. He let out a short, loud gasp, she looked up, relishing the pained look on his face. He was close, she knew, but that would only make. Henderson. Look at what she's done already." Call me Roy. She says you've helped her -- a lot." I don't know about that, sir, but I do try to take some of the pressures off. You know, like -- 'leave the driving to us.'" Uh-huh. And you're fucking her, too, aren't you?" Sir?" You heard me." He was right. I had heard him. I had just been hoping I hadn't heard him right. I was hoping nobody else had heard him, either. He wasn't being all that careful about keeping his voice down, and the other.