She pumped it a few times, her other hand cradling his hot, young balls.“See, Karen,” Sarah murmured. “You can’t stop touching him. You have t... feel his cock, don’t you? Go ahead, feel his cock and play with it and jack on it. It’s going up your cunt soon, you know?”“Yes,” Karen breathed softly. “Oh, yes it is!”“Why not now?” Sarah said.“Yes, right now!” As Karen leaned back, Sarah lifted her legs, pushing her sister’s nyloned knees to her chest, her cunt vulnerable to Jimmy’s raging hard-on.. I never would have found the cabin on my own. He told the truth when he said the cabin was hard to see. We were within ten meters of it before I realized that there was a cabin in front of us. Dreng knocked on the door, three times. A woman answered and allowed us inside. ‘Dreng. I am glad you are here. Olaf and Bjorn have left to pick up the wireless unit from the Colonel. Would you light a fire?’ She asked. ‘Ja. Ragnhild, this is my wife Aase. She is the reason why I left last night. Bjorn. " Good girl. Tonight we are going to go see your mother."Kristen yelled, "Yea!"Sarah hung her head and started to cry. Petra knelt down next to her. "Sarah, look at me." Sarah looked at Petra.Petra said, "What is wrong?"Sarah shakily said, "I don't want to." Why not?" I like it here."Petra said, "It is okay, sweetie. You can visit anytime you like."Sarah, still sobbing, said, "Okay."Something tugged at Petra's soul."Go play with your sister and I will go get you something to eat."Petra stood up. How long had I slept? 10 Hours? I felt movement on the bed. Then I smelled that other smell. The smell of sex. It permeated the air. My eyes still shut I thought I must be dreaming. Still felt the effects of the booze. Giggling of two girls. Then I started to remember last night. Emma. Sweet waifish Emma, that dirty slut. And my sweet but apparently not so innocent stepdaughter Kelly. My head was facing the side of the bed on the wall with the night stand and there was my cocktail glass from.