” It got so bad that I dreamed up an excuse for us to leave early Sunday morning.The trip there had been jocular with the two of us laughing and jo...ing all the way. Our trip back to school was somber. I said not a single word the entire trip until Daisy asked me what was wrong. “We’ll talk about it once we’re back at your sorority, Daisy. I have to concentrate on my driving.” She shut up mid-sentence and pouted for the remainder of the trip.I stopped just in front of her building, turned. She had a hand working each nipple, twisting and stretching her erect, pink nipples intensifying her orgasm. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open in the classic O of a powerful orgasm. Brian popped his nut as she climaxed, his hand a moving quickly over his hard cock, jerking a big load into the wastebasket he had below his desk.His sister was not done yet though as she rolled off the pillow, which was visibly wet with her leaking pussy lubrication, and pulled out the big, fat, clear. She sat down, taking all of him in one steady stab. She cried out as her hands dug into his chest.Julie rose to her knees again until about the tip of his cock slid out of her wet pussy, then sat back down. She slowly sped up, steadily taking him again and again, crying out each time he burrowed inside her. She slammed her ass cheeks into his crotch with each thrust. Her dilated pussy lips stretched outward each time his cock pulled out of her stuffed pussy and disappeared as he plunged back. Iplayed with them in the pool, they laughed and roughhoused and jumped in thewater and were boys. Devilish boys. And I watched them, thinkingdeliciously evil thoughts. It either turns you on or it doesn't. Back before the internet or the dark web, there were the teen idolmagazines. I didn't want to get caught looking through them hurriedly atthe newcounter, tyring to get a peek of my favorite boy shirtless. In the90's, it was dial up internet and picture groups on Usenet, printing thepictures..