Friday was a very rainfull day, so we want inside, after saying goodbye to her parents. Afeter we had eaten, and talked for a bit, she asked if she co...ld watch a movie. Of course I said but, I dont think I have many movies you will like, so maby you should run home and find some of yours She agreed and run away. A few minutes she come back, with a Hannah Montana dvd, and she was soaked trough. She had fell in a pale of water on her way back. I asked her to take her clothes off, and I put them. Was it the fact that the woman was mute? Did the fact that they would never exchange words, heighten their nonverbal looks and feelings? Could she, Lynn wondered, be tiring of Denise already? Nonsense, she told herself, Denise was the most satisfying person and lover she had ever known. Then what? What was it about Maria? Lynn didn't know. All she knew was that the look which she and Maria had exchanged, kept running through her mind, each time arousing her even more.At lunch, Lynn was silently. I went over to the wet stain on the bed, and let my big tits flop onto it. It was cold and slimy, but I started to warm it up with my body. I let my tits roll in the ooze, smearing my nipples with what was there. A little gob of goo made a string from my nipple to the bed. I held my tit up to my mouth, and then impulsively, I licked the goo off my own nipple. I smelled sex, sweat, the bleachy smell of sperm. I sucked my nipple, sucking it into my mouth for a minute or two, long past the point. I rammed Brenda several strokes in, pushing her to the floor to prone bone her right on the spot. The harder and deeper I drove, the rougher I got, the more my sister pushed back with growing excitement at me. My own sister’s twat felt glorious, too, knowing that this was incest and that none of us would ever be the same. Being a slut now by her very nature, Brenda didn’t have any more hang-ups and just worked with her hips to bring us both closer to full satisfaction.People began taking some.