" She is? She was just in here a little bit ago. Do you know what happened?" Not now, Daddy," Camellia said, exasperated that her father didn't know. ...When she's alone. Like in the potty, or at night."Antonio frowned."Have you heard her crying since we came home?" He asked.She nodded."Maybe it's because she's still thinking of all that went on. Being taken to that place was scary," he told his daughter, in hopes it would help."I think it was that fire thing, whatever that was. When we were at. Whether she lets me join in the festivities or not, she always has me clean her up at the end of the night by sucking her pussy clean for her before she will let me stick my own cock in her and add to the mixture. It is a happy arrangement for all.Now back to the evening at hand: Kim strutted to her dresser where she swiftly plucked a few pairs of nylons out of her underwear drawer and handed them to Steve.“Tie this little fucker to the chair and make sure that his hands are tight behind his. Our breasts are within an inch or each other and I try to get my nipples to rub with hers but she keep pulling away and pushing her lower body harder against mine.I gently slip out of the grip and slip into the warm jacuzzi. The warm water hits my rock hard nipples. Feels so good. I sit back and close my eyes. I feel the water level rise when Angela steps into the water. A gentle touch on my leg and her hand slides between my legs. mmm I keep my eyes closed and just wait for things to happen.I. After we were both done I knew then and there that I would never feel tempted by my sister's body again. All women's bodies lost their appeal to me, all except for one. I knew I needed to find Annie. I needed to find her and make her mine, if she'd have me. If she still rejected me, I would give up sex altogether.That night I had a dream of Annie. She was outside. There were some beautiful buildings and mountains all over the place. They all looked familiar, but I couldn't place them. Annie was.