In a few minutes she arose and stood beside my bed. ‘I’ll bet you’re really something when you can move,’ she mumbled gratefully. ‘I’ll gi...e you a sponge bath after I go to the bathroom.’ And so it went. Carol volunteered to baby sit me every time my wife made one of her little trips. During the next year I must have shot five gallons of cum into Carol. Not long after that I found I could move my arms and legs a little, but my cock still wouldn’t stand up. Carol and I burned out two more pumps. After about five minutes Michele had run out of ideas."Ok Brian; you can leave now," she hissed."Oh no babe; I want to see a little more than that. I want you to liftyour skirt for me."Michele balked."Oh come on Brian; I've done what you wanted of me. Please leave mealone," Michele pleaded."Get your fucking skirt up or I'll email these fucking pictures right herefrom my phone!" Brian answered angrily.Michele reached down and reluctantly took the hem of her skirt in herfingers; her red. I know Stacey could feel him position himself behind her and I thought for sure that she'd say something. I mean this was the actual deed, not just some heavy petting. PLUS Matthew was not wearing a condom. Matthew didn't stop though and slowly pushed his cock into Stacey and Stacey moaned loudly as he entered her. I could tell that Stacey was having an orgasm. The only thing that was keeping me from cumming myself was the amount of alcohol I had consumed. But with everything happening, I was. "Don't do that!" I said as I pushed her hand off."Why not? You like it," she stated.I said firmly, "Come on, time for bed." Cum on what?" she asked coyly, "You’ve got do more than that to make your little sister cum." That is not what I meant and you know it," I said in frustration."Don't be mad at me." She said suddenly giving me puppy eyes. " I'll be good." I'm not mad. Here, put your arms around my neck so I can carry you upstairs to bed."Ginger put her arms around my neck and I lifted her.