This maybe the big leagues,” I said seriously.“Then you do need me,” she said. “If for no other reason than to stop the bleeding.”“Do you ...hink I care if they bleed to death?” I asked. “As for the other, I don’t plan to be the one doing the bleeding.”“Nobody ever plans to be the one,” she said. “You are right though, I need to be here for Jon. He is going through some shit now. We can discuss it when you get home. When do you think that will be.”“Probably next week, if I’m lucky,” I stated.“One. Then slowly wiped it away with a cloth piece.I wanted to put my penis in their mouth. Only my eldest sister took it her mouth. The younger sister was reluctant to do so.We used to continue this fun for some time and then the eldest sister got married and went away. Then I had only my younger sister to have fun with. By the time she had become aware of the dangers of having sex, possibility of pregnancy etc. Then our fun was restricted to our mutual masturbation.Years went by and all my sisters. He alternated between thrusting deeply, attempting to hurt her insides, and on the other hand briefly flicking the head of his dick back and forth into and out of her asshole, attempting to hurt her by stretching her out over and over again. Both attempts were quite successful, and Liana had been reduced to blubbering helplessness before he finally came inside her ass during an especially cruelly deep thrust which, in the back of his mind, he feared (or at least wondered whether) it might. “That’s it! That’s it!” I heard Sandra squeal in the crowd and saw a camera flash go off. “That’s just the pose in the painting.”I edged into the group with Lissa and Melody and looked at the daybed setting. Kate was stretched out on the bed in a very good imitation of the pose I’d painted in the mural. God! She was beautiful in a little pajama shirt that buttoned up the front and shorty pants. I’d seen her legs for the first time earlier in the evening when she wore her party dress, but what.