Santi says she is off from work this week. I ask her does she want me to help her wash the dishes. Santi says no that she will just throw everything i...to the dishwasher. I said it’s getting late and I should be going. She says that if I want to stay a little longer it’s OK. I told her that I took off tomorrow and used that day as a vacation day. I then ask Santi what kind of work she did. Santi says she is a computer system’s analyst. I said nice. We then talked computer stuff for about 15. .." This was more real than anything I've ever tried before.This was wonderful, crazy exciting, and I wanted more and more...However, Wendy abruptly stopped her sensual fingering and walked aroundthe bed near to my head. "Not yet, sweet Clair. Too soon." She slowlypulled off her panties, keeping her breast forms and bra. "Me first,Clair." Her cock was suddenly in front of my face. "This is real aswell, you're facing your future Clair. Lick it. From the base to thetip. Smell it, lick it, get to. I screamed, but before I could really react a second stroke parallel to the first arrived, it was unexpected, and the double whammy of the hit, dislodged the clamp on my right nipple as I involuntarily jumped forward, which in-turn jerked my arms uncomfortably held as they-where above my back. Rob grinned, collected the clamp and refitted it to my bruised nipple, giving both an extra half turn to ensure they stayed, then turning to my sister-in-pain, he gently fondled her breasts, softly. Reggie tried so hard sometimes. "Just leave him alone. He's not messing with you now so it's over with." But he!" Reggie started to protest."But nothing," I said firmly, holding up a hand to forestall his protest. "I'm sure he was picking on you. Just like I'm sure you or Dylan or both of you did something to needle him or get into his hair in the first place, and I'm also sure when he started picking on you you two got all in his face about it. So leave it. It's done with. Understand?"Reggie.