Soon he would rule the world, what cared he for some troublesome teenager?Still, the image of Mary Marvel would not leave his head. Her shapely legs, ...er tight ass, her pert breasts ... oh, how he longed to taste those breasts, to suckle her nipples, to bury his head between her legs and taste the sweetness of her juices. Had she been with a man before? Would he be her first? He imagined how tight she would be. His heart raced. He looked at his muscular form in the mirror. His cock was fully. I watched many times through the partially open door as men unloaded themselves in her mouth, mum knew I watched too but never said a word about it to dad, towards the end she deliberately left the door open and I watched as she rode one of his mates or clung to their thrusting hips as she orgasmed silently, he'd have killed me if he'd known and as mum often said to me, I was the only decent thing in her life!It was after his accident when he lay in hospital that we got drunk together and she. He looped his fingers around the band to my thong and slowly pushed it to one side of my bum as he ran his fingers down my backside inching closer and closer towards my pussy. I was so entranced in cuddling him and deeply kissing him I could barely move or breather. His expert fingers read me like a book and continued their way south till the encountered soft mounds of flesh outside my pussy. I kept my eyes closed shut and he gently began stroking my pussy lips with his fingers and then, he. Then she cupped her breast and began milking it into Marty's sucking mouth. Marty's hand dropped to her now exposed pussy and he roughly shoved a finger into her cunt. Ann's ass rested against a desk as he shoved a second, then a third finger into her pussy. AS he fingered her, Ann glanced towards the door and our eyes locked. Her eyes were gleaming with passion and she smirked as we looked at each other.Her hips arched and she moaned "More, more, finger fuck my cunt!"Marty then inserted a.