What else was there to do? Punch the son-of-a-bitch? Yell? Cuss? Cry? I wanted to do it all but didn’t. I stood there like an asshole, dumbfounded. ... couldn’t think of anything intelligent to say or do; no, nothing to say, nothing to do, nothing, just nothing.I stepped back in the hallway. I couldn’t think of anything so I said, “Sorry for the interruption.” I started back toward the steps. Then the whole thing crowded in on me. It started deep in my bowels, like a stone, a rock, it slowly. .. it's cool with meincestuous_angel: nicewith sis: like i said, my sis and I have done it for years and have done just anything you can think of.incestuous_angel: anybody knows?with sis: just her and I, and now you!incestuous_angel: only our incestuous friendswith sis: do people know about your thing?incestuous_angel: only some of those who live like uswith sis: there are more of us than people think there are, wouldn't you agree?incestuous_angel: hellincestuous_angel: i think more than half. The only covering was the belt holding the vibrator in her pussy. Julie grabbed the phone and slipped it behind the belt and walked to the door. As it was daylight, but still early, there weren't many neighbors around. She stood on the door stoop waiting for her mistress to arrive. A few minutes later she spotted the BMW pulling into the parking lot. Julie breathed a sigh of relief as her mistress had arrived.* * * * * * * * * Susanna pulled into a parking spot beside Julie's car. She. “Call it,” I say. Next thing I know his phone is vibrating. The phone is resting between my legs and it is vertically resting against my pussy. It feels absolutely divine!!! My body has yet to come down from the weekend’s excitement and his phone isn’t helping matters any. The quivering tool is making me wet all over again and it is driving me up the wall. As it goes off my already moist sex is being jolted in unspeakable ways, making me breathless. Holy fuck…with every new ring I’m getting.