He was just so fresh and intense and full of life.Chad went off and studied the armour, guns, and other military things. At dinner, we discussed the p...ssibility of taking a night cruise on the river Seine. The brochure said it was a great way to view Notre Dame, the Pont Neuf Bridge, the Grand Palais, and many other landmarks.Chad appeared to be having some jet lag and didn't seem too interested in the cruise. I really wanted to go and told him so. Chad apologized and suggested that David and I. “Jesus,” Isaac said. Shock throbbed in his voice. “You’re just ... Jesus.” And awe. A touch of respect. He wanted to do this to his sister. At some level, he wanted to bend her over and ram into her hard.“Just do this to your sister,” I moaned as Clint reached around and unsnapped my jeans. He ripped them down my ass. “Bend her over the armrest of the couch. Your kitchen table. Hell, bend her over her own bed and show her that you’re a man.”Clint ripped down my panties next, exposing me utterly. Her juices flooded and squished out around my thrusting cock.I pulled out only long enough to remove the clamps and reattach them to her labia, one on either side of her cunt. I rolled her over and pulled her hips up so the little weights hung suspended from her large swollen lips. I slipped my dick back into her and began to rock her as I fucked her. I felt the edge of the clips and the weights swinging back against my balls with each thrust. I knew she was feeling an amplified version of the. But my favorites were recent holiday pictures and a set of Emily and what would appear to be her best friend, a blond girl called lucy, playing in a paddling pool, both sporting tight fitting bikini tops and pants. I had just found a partially exciting image of Emily dressed as Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz, clearly attending a fancy dress party when my alarm clock went off, “Shit” I cursed out loud, It was 7.30am and it was time to start my morning routine, time to wake the k**s up, time to.