”“Well leave it there’s a wench here want’s to marry thee,” I insisted.“Well she’s lying, it’s not mine,” he shouted back.Lady and M...ss Rochester were behind me though I didn’t know it.“No lad thee don’t understand,” I shouted.“Agghh, that’s got it,” He shouted and the water started gurgling and surging. He started for the bank and we could see he were in his underwear, and it had gone see through like leaving nowt to the imagination.Miss Rochester bushed again. Robert wasn’t in the least put. She began moving up and down on my finger as Angie squealed out in her climax and pulled away to let the sensations subside, quickly I moved behind my sister and unzipped my trousers, her bottom was tight but receptive and I slid easily into it, she gasped and lunged back against me, her mouth finding mine as I reached under her tee shirt for her breasts."Oh fucking hell" gasped Angie, "You're fucking her Dave, you're fucking your sister"I was indeed but I wasn't going to last very long,. Guitarists are pussy magnets."I laughed, "Well I played for you today and have none of your underwear to show for it."She looked at me and flicked her tongue over her lower lip, then nodded. "Okay," She shifted in the booth and I watched as she yanked her arms into her shirt and squirm around until her arms popped back out with her bra in hand. She smiled and thrust the bra toward her, "Here!"I blinked and took the bra slowly, kind of more surprised to be suddenly in the possession of a bra. There she was trying to focus most of her concentration on the question before her while her subconscious mind pleaded her to pee."Damn," she thought "it was the coffee,wasn't it.I don't even remember how many cups I had."That's when she felt a jerk within her."Oh my god, it's gonna break ,it's gonna break!" murmured Delra."What is it Miss.." quipped Mrs Hudson, the History Teacher, as she strode toward's Delra's seat.Mrs Hudson took a look at the student's name from the answer sheet to finish.