He treated us like we were very special that night. After we got home, he undressed both of us and let us undress him. Dad let us light some candles i... the bedroom and put on some soft music in the background. Marty and I both wanted to go first but knew that only one of us could. We asked dad to pick, but he wouldn’t. We ended up drawing beads out of bag and the first one with a white bead got to go first. Darn it, it was Marty. Dad had Marty lie down on the bed and spread her legs. I got as. NO! I push you back - "do we havea deal or not" as I stop moving my hand and all your blood is in your cockhead. I studder but hold my ground, then start stroking you just enough tokeep control.You step back and look me up and down and have me turn around - then say"OK but you have to do more" You put my beach blanket of the hood of mycar and tell me bend over face down -- then you take my jeans off andcompliment how my pretty pink thong makes my ass look.. In my mind I'mthinking about asking. ." I already asked Karen and she says that it's okay with her. Apparently she's okay with you having sex with other girls, and even likes to watch sometimes." Yeah, I guess so. She likes watching me with Melanie, but are you sure Shelly, I mean, we don't have to do this?"Shelly nodded her consent and so I was once again forced to think about all of this very carefully, and for the first time I now realized that this was most likely going to be a regular aspect of living between my sisters and. ” I felt his hand caress my breast and his finger trace my nipple and I cringe not wanting to respond to his touch. He laughs once more. “It’s useless to deny what you’re feeling. I know that your body wants my touch and that you are craving something that has always been denied to you…the joy of feeding.” My thoughts are not my own anymore, I believe him but fight it at the same time. He lets his finger trace my nipple once more before I feel the wetness of his tongue. I fight the feeling to.