But what about mother? I remember how our attacker had chuckled when he had first touched mother's sex, his words to suggest she was already excited -...that meant she was wet right? But why? Was this some kind of kinky fantasy of hers and if it was, did that mean it involved Sally or I?I was acutely aware of something else - the smell that was thick in the small bunker but more intensely, radiating from both ladies of my family. I had smelt it intensely from my sisters face - an earthy distinct. I was close to the point of eruption. I suddenly said “oh fuck Tim, I’m going to cum in my pantyhose!” “Do it, stroke off in your pantyhose, I want to watch you do it.” “I don’t need to stroke; I’m just going to cum, keep fucking me!” I exclaimed. “What, you’re going to cum like a woman while I fuck you? Fuck that’s so hot. Do it damn it! That’s an order!” he said. After a few more pumps I could no longer hold back and I began to moan and softly cried “Oh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming now!” “Dump. He moved into the kitchen with her, closing the door behind himself and he saw her eyes widen just a fraction when he slid the deadbolt in place. Those pretty brown eyes flicked up to his face as he felt a grin stretch his mouth. She smiled in turn, lowering her lashes in a way that made the male in him roar. He moved surprisingly quick for a man his size, catching her by the waist as she squealed and tried to run away, lifting her into the air and onto the counter. She gave a soft gasp as she. My parents had to leave to our native to attend a wedding. Although I could have gone, I lied that I had some assignment and backed out. She told that she had work. So we both were to stay. My parents left early morning. As soon as they were gone, I waited for my sister to come back from office.Once home, I waited for her to freshen up. Seeing that I hadn’t gone out yet, she asked me if I had no college? I told her I have but I have some urgent work before that. She asked me what is it? I told.