Mom was glaring at me, waiting, for the moment, to start her interrogation.“Are you going to tell me, or do I get to ask your sister about this, Jam...s!”That make me jump a bit, but I didn’t break anything. Even so, it’s early. I might leave the kitchen with something broken. Maybe even my heart!“It’s kind of funny actually,” I said looking to see her reaction.“Well?”“It all started as a fake school drama thing,” I said.“REALLY?”“Was that ‘inappropriate touching’ a fake school drama. .."She sat up, letting go of the ring."Ohmygod," she said, "I'm sorry." Don't worry about it," I replied. "I'm sure you haven't seen a lot of piercings like that."She got herself under control, but I could swear I could see her nipples through her top. Her faced was flushed too. As great as the fantasy sounded, especially considering how quickly my arousal was shooting up, perving on my sister was a bad idea. I got my robe on, then headed toward the shower, where I masturbated furiously under. So normally I masturbate in front of the mirror, especially when I’m this horny it helps to get me off quicker. I don't like toys and vibrators; I’m one of those girls who would rather use her fingers to get herself off. I started touching my turn on points, my neck and back to start with. Then I moved further down to my breast area, I gently touched my 34D boobs, admired them and used my fingers to flick my nipples. I was teasing myself, I wanted my finger inside me so badly, but I’d take it. Unless..."Molly felt herself trembling all over.I could throw a bucket of cold water on them, she thought.Molly was wondering if she should do those dogs a favor. She had no intention of fucking them-she still thought of that as no more than a wild fantasy-but she thought that it would do no harm if she were to jack them off. The poor brutes needed to come so badly that it would be an act of mercy, an act of charity, she reasoned. It wouldn't be as if she were having sex with them, nothing like.