We had an amazingly wonderful time reliving part of our American history. Every stop was a learning experience discovering another facet of colonial t...mes. The history we all had studied in school was coming alive before our very eyes. I was fascinated to see a woman at a loom weaving fabric to make clothes. We went to the village hardware store where I could hardly believe that they had everything you could imagine needing. Coming out of that store I smelled something wafting through the air.. "You are beautiful" Her mouth engulfed one of my nipples. Her tongue flicked it a few times before going to the other. She layed me down on the bed. She started to kiss me down my stomach and she didn't stop when she reached my panties. "mmmm...you smell so good baby". I couldn't believe it, but she had her mouth down there. I could feel her tounge pushing the fabric against my pussy. She pulled the fabric to the side, and I felt her tounge against the skin, it was like and electric shock. It. ”They sat side-by-side on the couch, her still naked, and the movie he pulled up on FlixNet was a romantic drama, which seemed out of character for him. Of course, everything he had done over the past few days had been out of character ... or was it his real character coming through now that he no longer had to hide it? But if this was the real him, then why was he watching a romantic movie with his sister?At one point the main characters were making out on a couch similar to the one they. They especially failed to hide the wet patch on the front of her shorts; the wet patch that Jason reached down and unceremoniously began to stroke.“Oh, god...”Carlotta’s knees buckled. Jason caught her, but instead of lifting her back up, slowly lowered her until she was kneeling before him. Her mouth filled with saliva as he unbuckled his pants, and pulled out his hard cock - the thick, meaty cock that she’d been daydreaming about for almost a week now.“Jason...”“Suck it,” he said.