I shuddered at the very idea. She came into the room and drew the curtain."I know, I know," she said. "Trust me. I learned my lesson." I rolled my eye.... "No really. It'll be fine."She began her routine, but as she bent over me I noticed that one of the buttons on her uniform had accidentally come apart. It happened to be the one right at the peak of her tits, and now I had a view into her blouse. It took me only a moment to size up her skimpy brassiere. Her globes hung there, restrained in. Randy strained above her his eyes closed in ecstasy. Janet was shocked when he started small thrusting motions again then longer strokes until he was sliding fully in and out once again. He lowered himself on her body his head lying next to hers one hand moving to explore the satin smoothness of one breast. It was the first time he had ever touched one and he loved it's firm satiny feel. As he continued to stroke Janet's body started responding and without her even aware of it her free leg. “I can do this”, I reasoned, “a quick jerk off into her panties and then bury them deep so they go unnoticed till tomorrows wash. Then pack up and leave-forget about the tape. She'll never know and no one is hurt.” If she noticed anything and confronted me I admit to casual looking around the room then leaving when I found nothing. The tape didn’t matter much anymore-what I had discovered and was about to experience was well worth letting her borrow it for a day or two. So after checking. I came back and they were in each other’s arms, sipping on refreshed drinks. ‘Ever since we were little, we need time touching and loving. I used to think we were lesbians, but that was before I found out about guys and fucking.’ Sheila giggled and kissed her sister. Amy said, gently, ‘I tried to turn down all the sex drive, but it didn’t work. She is just made that way.’ The charcoal wasn’t ready so I sat on the bed and pulled Sheila in between my legs. She leaned back against me and I rubbed.