"You know that, right?"Dammit! Now I'm lusting after my sister? That's what he thinks. I popopen my mouth but stay silent. I'm being tried and soon I'...l beconvicted."But I don't think you were looking at her like that. You're not thatkind of perv," he states. "I think you were looking at her dress. Right?"he persuades. "It's a nice dress," he goes on. "I like how it flowsaround her and how it shows off her ass and boobs."He doesn't stop. Why is he going on? I don't want to hear this!. We were tourists on a photo safari taking pictures of the many spectacularly colored parrots that lived in the jungles of South America and the developed photos in our luggage supported this cover. *** Our journey had been interesting to say the least. We flew into Bogotá on an airliner that should have been, and probably was, pensioned off years ago. It struggled in the thin atmosphere of the high altitude, we struggled with the livestock that seemed to part of the local aviation tradition.. I of course said yes mom no probs. I went into the bathroom and instantly felt a stirring in my loins I proceeded to was her back and cheekily asked if she wanted me to wash anything else she said no but with a cheeky smile on her face! I walked out of the bathroom but left the door ajar so I could see her via the mirror she began to touch herself squeezing her left nipple and her other hand dropped into the water between her legs I had to get my cock out. Just as things were getting interested. I grinned at the name she used for me. Janey had shared with Simone as well as Sally had with Nicole."Yes, Simone?" May I enter?" But, of course!"I turned in my chair and caught my breath. Simone, as requested, was clad in Slave clothes. Sally had taken a set of Janey's Slave clothes and modified them to fit the younger girl. I had seen Simone naked before so her lovely assets were no surprise. However, in this charged environment and in that outfit, there was an almost overpowering allure to.