»She rubbed my dickel, Sir!«, the boy stammered and stared at the floor - the situation was most delicious! »Oh, that naughty little wrench!«, I e...claimed in playful indignation, »I will have to punish her severely for corrupting your young moral! But, why at all did you let her?« He was caught in thoughts and only managed in a soft whisper: »I quite liked it though ...«, »... and your dickel got hard!«, I finished the sentence for him. All I got now was a nod in return, all the hot blood. I wasn’t just fucking her; she was fucking me back, mirroring my movements just as she had done in the hallway. I started humping her faster and she matched me move for move. Her hair fell forward over her face giving her that look of a desperate slut, her eyes stopped looking around for help that wasn't coming and instead looked straight at me. She was enjoying this, I could tell, and I was really enjoying this; the two of us were going wild now, without making so much as sound I was fucking. Fuck you, asshole.”He leveled his Fabio-like gaze at me. “You can’t tell me that you didn’t enjoy the adventure, bro. You figured out the mystery and set up a trap to catch the bad guy, just like in the show.”I couldn’t deny that ... it HAD been exciting. Still: “You aren’t my bro, guy.”He glanced over at Demie and back to me. “She’s my sister, so you’re my bro-in-law, right? We’re family, bro.” He winked at me.“What’s he talking about?” I asked Demie.She rolled her eyes. “Well, you know how a. ”Greg begged off and said, “I am really not up for it right now, I just want to go to bed and get a good night’s sleep.”Patty stripped down and put her t-shirt, shorts, bra, and panties in a neat pile on her camp chair and headed for the lake in nothing but her sandals looking for two boys that I am sure would be happy to be molested. Greg came over and sat next to me and said, “Maybe we should put the little guy to bed.”I nodded and started to wake Billy up. Greg shushed me, got up and picked.