You find yourself trying to keep up with her, wanking your pole faster and faster as she slams the toy in and out of herself. You know your girlfriend...will kill you if she finds you wanking over her sister, but this just adds to your excitement. You feel a familiar urge growing inside you, so you slow your pace to continue enjoying the private show. Chloe rolls over on to her chest, showing a marvelous arse that appears to be both firm and soft. She reaches back and gives her cheeks a few nice. I stayed quiet and let her talk.“So, who is more sexual?” she asked. “Men or women?”“It depends on who you ask,” I replied.I cocked my head and looked in her direction. She was very easy on the eyes, sitting here, with her head resting against a balled-up fist, positioned on her cheek, thinking.“I’m thinking it depends on the individual and their hormones,” she replied, “and the timing and the environment.”“I’m thinking you’re right,” I replied, “except for the hormonal balance thing, as that. My head was pulled back and I could not move it forward. But the worst of it was the two items in my neater regions were pulled in hard and painfully. When she ordered me to stand up and walk around the pen and not to stop until told. The effect was most embarrassing as the dildo moved inside of me as I walked. The cord also rubbed on my back and the crack of my arse. This was made worse as I was feeling the effects of sunburn on my back from having no covering over the last couple of. And it was pretty obvious why when I thought back to the fire and what Mom wasn't wearing when I had burst in and gotten them up. Oh, I guess I had seen Mom's breasts before. I mean that lacy thing she had been almost wearing certainly didn't hide anything. But they still hadn't looked anything like Shannon's so the theory still held. She had grabbed her robe on the way out and then changed in the garage when she went back for Dad's truck. Anything else? What about Allison's nightmare when I.