..do you know what videos I was watching...I was watching...on a private...browser?"She stopped long enough to tell me, "You were in such a hurry that...you didn't close out of the browser, so I was able to see all of your videos." She said this while she continued to stroke me. "Now tell me," she started then gave me a couple of deep throat strokes, "are you willing to act then all out with me? Do we have a deal?"She started to suck me again, taking me deep. I started getting images of what I. He was done after 30 or so strokes and my bottom was red and full with cane marks.He got me up and ripped off my thongs while trying to get me clothed. He finally managed to get up my nylons and in his rage dragged me to the place where he was fishing leaving my t-shirt and hoodie back in the forest.Then he realized one of his fishing rods was gone. A large fish probably bit and dragged it into the water. He was really angry now and wanted revenge. He led me to a tree and made me hug it. On. His hand slid under her dress even as she protested and fought him. Then he was rubbing that taut band of wet nylon and the stroking sent shivers of lust through her body."Uhhhh, don't... ohhh, Eddy, stop now, I've got to go in." She pulled away somehow and hurried up the walk. She was so weak her legs would hardly carry her. She could feel her body's tenseness and knew exactly why she shook like that. Not only had she watched her own sister getting laid, she'd touched her own hot cunt for the. It was Wendy."Hi twerp, is the man of the house around?" She snickered.I didn't know what to say. I nodded and let her in. She didn't appear the least afraid."Probably in his room, whacking off, eh?" Wendy commented as she walked past me towards the stairs. I was dumbfounded, not by her attitude, but at her clothes. I'd never seen her dressed the way she was. Wendy was dolled up like a prostitute. She wore large dangling earrings, a black curly rug for a coat covering a gold lamay top that.