Ever since that night in my bed I havent been able to get it out of my head and I think of you every time I masturbate. But now, I dont need to think ...bout that, I have you right here, now, with me. She turned around, looking me in the eyes, a hopeful, almost sad look in her eyes. I gave the only response I could, I kissed her, tenderly this time, just bringing our lips together, no thought of passion, just love for my beautiful sister. We slowly pulled back, just staring into each others eyes.. .......The girl in this scenario is actually about 25-30YO approximately, a "bob" style haircut, quite smartly & primly dressed in a nice black jacket,knee length skirt,thick nylon tights, slight heel shoes & immaculate makeup. Everything was black, hair,outfit & shoes & should probably be a Suicide Girls kind of model.This was 100% truth.....So to the fiction......This girl was struggling to make the fuel pump work & having waited a bit for mine to operate, I could understand. So I wandered. Ron hinted enough to lead her to believe that on those many, many nights while he was absent he was taking long walks, purposely leaving her to elevate then quell her soaring libido with her fingers and the porno site. The thought excited her such that each time she intentionally left her window uncovered, thinking that he might be peeking in to watch her as she elevated herself to the noisy, spasmodic orgasms that her masturbations seemed to produce.At times she was right. Although the show. I want a sign to remind me that right now, in this moment, I was yours to do whatever you pleased. All that exists in the world is you and me, here in this bed, fucking relentlessly.I feel like if this moment were to end, if my dick were to ever leave your vagina, the world would cease to exist. I feel my pelvis pushing up and down, making my entrances and exits of you even rougher.You reach down as you lift your bottom up, and I fall out of you. You grab my dick, position it again, and push.