They were still dressing, Beth's blouse was still undone and she hadn't bothered to put her bra back on; nice tits Sis I thought. The look she gave me...when she caught sight of me was pure gold. I returned to my room and waited; I didn't have to wait long."Can I come in?" she asked sweetly.Normally she treats me like something she's stepped in."I suspect you'll be grounded for at least a month once I tell mum," I stated."Please you wouldn't, would you?" she begged."Sure why not," I said smugly,. I really wish Amber wouldn't wear them damn thongs all the time. Although, I guess we should be thankful she at least has them on. When she dresses without panties it can REALLY get to be a mess.Ok this is getting to be too much. I need some relief and I need it now. I get a lot of blood pumping in me and I am all swole up. If we aint gonna get any cock, I need something and I need it now.Hey fingers, WHat the hell are you doing anyway? Get down here and give me a good rub or something!- What. It's the closest these guys get to seeing me naked and they go absolutely nuts.A chorus of lusty male approval – wolf whistles, grunts and groans, shouts – "oh god she's SO fucking hot!" – accompanies my every move. A dozen pairs of longing male eyes hungrily follow me as I sashay across the room, swinging my hips and pouting. I'm lapping it up.Even poor Gerald, whimpering in his corner, is having a furtive peep. I giggle and blow him a mocking kiss.I get up on the table, stand next to Cynthia.. " She stepped close to him and threw her arms around his neck.The blood pounded in his temple. He wanted this. Ever since he had fucked his own daughter he had seemed to change; his luck had seemed to change, too. Joan was young, married, a new mother; it all fit with his new thirst for the taboo. He had fucked violently the night before with Helen, and it had been very good, but he wanted more. He wanted to fuck this young married woman.He kissed her hard, drawing her soft body in tight. Her.