She peeled off the soaking panties then knelt up in the tent, with her thighs parted. Reaching first in front, then behind herself, she tried to penet...ate herself with her clenched fist. It was difficult, not only because of the size and shape of her fist, but because she was not supple enough to reach much beyond the opening of her vagina. There was nothing else in her tent that was suitable, so she lay on her back and tried again. This time she uncurled her fingers and slipped them in to her. My name is Keith and I'm 17 years. I'm very fit at 5'11 and about 160 pounds. I have jet black hair with deep blue eyes. My sisters name is Breanna and she is 16 years old. She like my mom has long strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. She's very sexy with 34C cup breasts and a nice heart shaped bubble butt. I've noticed lately that my little sister has been wearing skimpy and very sexy clothes around me at the house. She's been doing it to me for a couple of weeks now, and it seems like she's. Now she rested against the wall again.There were four persons inside the room. Two women, one with black and the other with fair hair. Her Master, unmistakably, sitting opposite them at the right end of the table. And opposite the door, a bronze-skinned, dark-haired man whose face she had seen for a fleeting moment. What were they... Some people her Master was engaged with in business? They resembled him, in a way, but she couldn’t have explained why. And she knew she had never set eyes on. ..I don't understand..." Blake licks his lips and reaches down, taking hold of the hemline of Miranda's dress and quickly pulls it up, revealing her purple silk panties underneath. "Hey!" she cries, and takes a step back from him. The two officers laugh and Blake moves closer to the young woman, who fearfully steps away until she's backed against the Lexus with nowhere to go. "You said you wanted to get out of being arrested," McClint reminds her. "Y...yes, but--not like this!" Miranda.