My husband looked at me in a lost way but then asked if I wanted a massage to which I quickly agreed. I took off my shoes, lay on the bed, and waited ...or my husband’s hands to perform their magic. Over the next half hour, our clothing slowly came off but were not totally naked. It was when Imelda boldly unhooked her bra and then stepped out of her panties that I decided to do the same. Both husbands soon followed and suddenly there were four naked people in the bedroom ready for sex. I was. .The next morning Emily awoke on the table, her legs and arms spread out and she felt bright sunlight on her face and covered her eyes and felt something sticky. She licked her lips tasting cum and grinned as she found cum all over her body. Moaning, she sat up and found Loren lieing on the couch, his shorts off and his hard meaty cock just waiting for her. She glanced around the enormous main living room, surprised to find no one else around and she hopped off the table across the lightly. " She shook her head almost a little sadly. "It's okay with me and no one else is ever gonna know. You need to get over thinking you're hurting me somehow. If anything, this is my fault anyway."I opened my mouth to respond, then closed it again. I didn't think that my reluctance had much to do with worrying about hurting her, but if that wasn't it then what was it exactly? There were good reasons I shouldn't be masturbating with my sister, plenty I could come up with if I had to, yet they. The bra straps were also getting on mynerves, but I ignored them. I then put on the uniform--feet first, and zippedit up the back, no small feat of dexterity. I loved the feeling! I wanted tojump up and down and never get out of this! But it wasn't me. I was a boy. Myname was Jack, not Jenny. Oh God, what was I doing?* * *Chapter 3I woke up suddenly. I could still feel Jenny tingling at the back of mybrain, but my body seemed to be normal. Thank goodness. The clock near my bedread 7:00. God, I.