"We're good," he says, and strips himself. "Lie down," he says, and points with his dick to the bedroom, "I need to pee." I'm on his bed now, with my...butts --- my best part --- pointing to the ceiling. "You seem to know what I want," he states casually as he enters the room. I lean on my forearm and turn my head. His enormous member is throbbing slightly, pointing skyward, higher forces are involved. He gets hold of his dick, slips a condom, brings it back into a lateral position. A casual. He began to sweetly kiss my neck; feeling his breath upon my skin sent shivers down my spine. His fingers ran down in between the space of my breasts, tracing the curves of them and then caressed them as he moved down to take my nipples into his mouth. I felt my nipples stand at attention as they entered his moist wet mouth; his teeth tugged on them, and he teased them with the gentle flicks of his tongue. Every new movement and tantalizing touch was even more exciting because I was unable to. .. or a right one. It had felt right.And now she lay before you. Sharing your canvassed pocket of silence. Somehow occupying the whole universe for your restless mind. 'No harm in it.' Your mother had said, 'you'd shared beds before, and there was no time to get the other one repaired.' Even then your heart had skipped at the prospect, now it lay before you as reality. A soft sound broke your mesmer, a rumble, almost a moan, from the sibling before you. Her loose, white and widenecked t-shirt. I'll go see what's up."When he got to the door and opened it, standing there with their backs to the doorway were a man and woman. From what he could see, they were both dressed in matching gray overalls and the man was caring a canvas bag similar to that workman might use to carry their tools. As the couple turned around, he was surprised to see that both were wearing cheap plastic Lone Ranger masks; both were also pointing .38 revolvers directly at him. He also noticed that behind them was a.