She was now at right angles to his body as he cried out again and another huge gob thumped her insides.Chris looked down at his sister’s small body ...ust lying there limp, her legs splayed as far apart as possible to allow the best possible access. He pulled her gently towards him to get even more of his rock hard club inside her and without even opening her eyes, she whispering his name.“Ooooohhhhhh yes Chris, slide it in, give me it all. Push it all up my pussy, make me a real woman.” . She had started at the knee, but was now moving down toward her ankle, and what she was doing could hardly be called massaging anymore. It was more like caressing at this point. Maybe she was trying to stretch her hamstring? But her knee was bent at an angle that made that not very likely. Tom didn't really care, he just wanted her to keep doing what she was doing. As Tom vigorously rubbed his cock through his pants, he noticed a growing wet spot where a pool of pre-cum was leaking through. Oh. "If you are unsure, I'd be more than happy to demonstrate its effectiveness." "How would you do that?" "Oh I think you know exactly what I mean, so why don't you go back past the changing rooms and go into the room with the green door. I'll be through in a moment." Jennifer again paused. Could she really go through with this? She had come this far and Graham was absolutely gorgeous. Jennifer walked back, opened the green door and entered the room. The room was large and was painted in pale. And loving it. But then feeling utter self-loathing at whatyou've done." Going home with a used condom hanging out between your butt cheeks." You tailpipe sore." Hating yourself for being such sluts." But then going right back to wanting more of the same." Cuddling together and trading stories about all the sex you've had." And since none of those big strong men are going to want to do anythingto you queers except use you, you'll have to get your own relief anotherway." With each other." By.