A teens dream. The eighteen year old slowly plugged in his laptop as if he were sore although it was just exhaustion from the twenty hour days he had ...een pulling all spring break. He sat back up and thought for a moment as he stared out the window seeing nothing in turn from its blackness. The drizzle outside was a static rhythm and was pleasing to his ears. The teen had a deep psychological love for the rain and thunder. He ran his hand through his slightly greasy hair, continuing to stare. I like the thought of Claire and I pleasuring you. ……and….. Well…..” “What is it? You can tell me anything now!” I said.“Well I’d like all three of us to worship you. Be dominated by you.” She muttered.Then she added, “I’d do anything to pleasure you. With you….. With Dave…… With……Claire . ” My dick was rising again. My mother in law was telling me she'd commit incest to turn me on. At that moment Dave returned from his golf trip. He saw me sitting with his wife, both of us were wearing robes. Jessica saw us the moment we came through the door, gave a shriek of joy, and ran to us. Katie got the first hug, as I expected, and as was appropriate. But mine was longer, and was accompanied by a searing kiss on the lips. She led us over to the corner of the bar, where there was a reserved sign in front of two stools. I wiggled out of my coat, then helped Katie take hers off. Jess stepped back to take a look at her sister.“Wow! Looking good, baby girl! Where’d you get the new dress?”“Alex. It felt familiar to her now, and she was starting to recognise the shape of the veins that curved down the shaft, and that seemed to swell and throb as his prick became fully hard.Then Peter spoke.“Abigail…Sister Abigail, I love it when you rub me,” he stammered, “But would you do something else for me? Something my brother’s girl does for him.”“I don’t know. Maybe. What is it you want?” She was worried, but interested despite herself.“Would you, maybe just for a minute, put my prick in your.