" Like what?" Marcy asked, sounding really curious."Like telling her she can't paint her fingernails with creepy colors any more and I may tell her to...stop wearing black all the time, stuff like that." Humm, sounds interesting. After Wanda, I want you to try your new resolve of treating women with more respect." I'm not going to hurt her. I've never hit a woman. I'm just not going to let her take advantage of me," I said, making my voice sound angrier than I intended. Didn't she get it?. "I packed the boxes into the ute and then went looking for some gifts for Jess, Fred and Dom. I bought a box of cigars for Fred as I knew it was his only vice, he didn't drink. For Dom I found a bottle of mid priced Italian wine. Jess was a lot harder to shop for, in the end I found a nice moon stone necklace for her. Shopping complete I headed for home....Later, back at the camp and after the evening meal I dragged out the projector and set it up in the mess hall, a bed sheet was strung up for. My cock was sticking straight up in the air by now, throbbing, needing attention.I turned toward her, my swollen cock swinging around and poking her in the thigh. My sister looked down at it, her eyes widening. "That's quite a big one you've got there, Tommy," she said.My adrenaline started pumping as my beautiful sister knelt down in front of me. I wasn't sure what she was going to do, but when she put her soapy hands on my cock and started to wash it sensually, I just about fainted.Just as I. Soon, I felt the sensation of his big toe sliding down the side of my engorged cock, between my thigh and ball sack, under my scrotum until I felt him probing my anus with it. He pushed lightly againgst my puckered hole, teasing it, drawing circles around it with the soft pad of his big toe. "Do you like that Jay? Does it feel good? Did you ever finger yourself? Do you want me to stop?" he asked. Of course I liked it. It did feel good. I had fingered myself before and I most certainly did not.