His tongue dove in and out of her wet pussy while his nose struggled to breath between her buttocks.Jenny was beside herself with lust. What else coul... she do with his mouth or his cock? She wanted him to eat her until she passed out and she wanted to make him come until he begged for a rest. As his hand began to move quicker, pumping his shaft, Jenny leaned forward and put her mouth over the tip of his cock.Ben went wild, moaning into her pussy and jerking his cock. His fist would bump her. This all eventuated afterone day several years ago when both of us, somewhat younger andincredibly more naive ended up having me dress up in one of Wendy's olddresses and play at being sisters.We'd played "dress up" a number of times since then and I always lookedforward to when we had a chance to do it, as I had such a wonderful timewearing girls clothes and acting like a younger sister to Wendy.Wendy had grown up considerably and was now 17 and turning into avoluptuous young woman, standing. My friend got them to face one of the fixed position cameras. Quickly out of his trousers, naked from the waist down behind her he embraced her and started kissing her neck whilst squeezing her beautiful breasts. Squeezing them through the tight clinging black material. She leaned back and fished for his rod, she wanked him some more. He pushed a strap of her dress over one shoulder, then the other. It was very quiet in the room, we all wanted to see her surrender her clothing without a battle.. “Why are you here?”My Pa told us he was a time traveler and we didn’t believe him. But it’s nothing like he said.“That is impossible.”That’s what I said. But here I am. When am I? What date is it?“Good Friday, the fourteenth day of April in the year of our Lord 1865.”Oh god! No!“Do not take the name of our Lord in vain, Demon Ramie.”No. It can’t be. I’m dreaming. You aren’t real.“I’m real. It is you...”Miranda, it’s the day they shot President Lincoln!“What? No! They can’t. Who?”An actor. John.