After a few nights mailing back and forward, they started getting hot and horny, we discussed everything from experiences to fantasies.We arranged to ...eet up the next weekend for a night out to catch up, i drove through to meet her at the restaurant, walked into the bar to wait on her. When she walked in, I was gob smacked. She was good looking at school, but now she was stunning. A petite figure but well balanced, in a tight short black dress, black stockings and high heels, her long red hair. She was curled up in a little ball over on the loveseat. Her eyes were open but I wasn’t all that sure how much she was aware of what was going on around her.We spent ten minutes in whispered conversation before he nodded and let me know that things were serious, but not actually grim yet. I would be taken to the hospital to have my cuts cleaned and stitched and my ankle X-Rayed and, hopefully, by that time he would have enough to keep me out of actually going to jail. He warned me that he. But, being a big strong enforcer of the law, he clamped down on his urge to climb in there with his sister and just breed the fuck out of her."Oops" he slurred. "Sorry. Didn't know anybody was in here. Gotta pee."He turned to leave and Liz saw that very interesting penis preparing to vanish as quickly as it had appeared, which she wasn't sure she wanted to happen."Wait!" she yipped. When he stopped, she said "Um ... it's OK. I mean we're all adults here, right?" The fact that she was seventeen. You know our rules.”“I don’t know their rules,” I said. “I saw the ‘No textiles’ sign as we entered. What does that mean?” Betty smiled and told us she would explain all that after we viewed the home so the rules wouldn’t influence us. The beautiful house was a big Colonial, fairly new and in great shape. After looking out at the huge back yard and modesty fencing, we gathered at the big kitchen island and discussed how impressed we were with it all. That’s when it began.Betty’s wide zipper.