My fingers slowly and softly move up and down her tummy as her breasts rise with each breath. She moans softly in her sleep. I pause briefly before mo...ing my fingers in circles around her belly button. I kiss her shoulder softly as my attention goes to her breasts. Softly my fingers move up and caress the undersides of her breasts before going between and around the tops avoiding her sensitive nipples for the moment. Her back arches slightly as if encouraging me. The moans from her throat. I see her big boobs flopping around as she moves and I couldn't help but start sucking on one. Ms. Brisk begins to pick up her pace in such a way that you'd think sex was going out of style. Her moans were so vibrant and emotion filled that I knew that she needed this more than me.Ms. Brisk went on like this for 10 more minutes before she started cumming all over me while my dick was still inside of her. She started to pant heavily and her glasses became quite crooked. I moved up and fixed them. I sat up and pulled off my shirt and then slid off my shorts letting my cock stand up in the night air. “I’ll be quiet,” she said. “Just do your thing.” I began slowly stroking my cock. I closed my eyes as it was easier not to have to see my sister watching me. A few minutes into it I opened my eyes and looked over to see Rachel with hands between her legs, slowly rubbing her pussy. Her eyes met mine and she smiled. “Sorry, it’s just so hot to see you doing that.” I smiled a half smile and. It looked like it sprouted from the top of her butt crack, went around her waist, up between her breasts to end on her right shoulder. The leaves were green, accented with red and gold blooms. And she was covered with them. She got dizzy from my requests to turn and turn again.As the years had passed it had become less rare for a woman to display skin art. Even ‘regular’ men and women had begun to get ink, not just bikers, ex-cons and military guys.“That’s beautiful,” I said.“I can imagine it.