For some odd reason, the Klan had crawled out of the woodwork, and they were some nasty Klucker bastards from the look of them.“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, ...h, fuck ... that’s the KKK, isn’t it?” Becca got visibly nervous, not without cause, though she also looked a bit pissed ... again, justifiably so.“Afraid so. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in no mood to back down, are you? Not from those hooded asshats! My great-grandfather made the mistake of visiting a town in North Carolina once, way back. Lying still, they savoured the intense warmth of sexual relief, until his spent cock fell from her sex.Motionless, they laid tangled in the crumpled sheets. She laid against him, their bodies sticky in the oppressive heat. Joe spoke first, soft tender words about how much he liked her. She giggled at his pillow talk, heartfelt, not mocking. He coveted her naked body, his big hands would not cease as they caressed every inch of her. Igniting the flickering embers, she reached out to his. Another 10 minutes had passed and now there was little doubt that something was happening. Kenny only had a 30-minute break and I knew they had to reappear soon. Kathy arrived back first and was in a hurry to leave. I paid close attention to the way she walked, figuring that if she just fucked this guy, her stride might be a little off. I didn’t see any difference in her walk but noticed that her braid had come undone. “C’mon, c’mon, we got to go’ I’ll tell. Thanks. The next couple of days we did not get any time alone. I snuck a few feels of her tits when nobody was looking and she got one good grab of my cock in my pants which was almost always hard around her now. I admit that I was not paying the attention that I should to my girlfriend and Betty was feeling put out about it but I was spending all my time thinking about my sexy little sister. Saturday night Moms friends had invited her out to a wedding shower. I begged off the movies with.