She then looked over her shoulder at me. "Don't stop, honey".I didn't stop and I continued to fuck her in the ass as she looked over her shoulder at ...e. I could see that she was enjoying this new experience.This went on for several minutes and I soon felt that I should start to pick up the pace. With each increasing thrust of my cock she groaned deeper and louder. Her ass cheeks slapped against my crotch as I fucked her harder in the ass. She moaned louder and louder and she had to grip. I wondered what I'd find when we went in the house. I knew the routine. Wilkins would drop us off at the front door. I'd escort Megan inside to the large foyer, and we'd stroll into the living room. Wilkins would park the car and bring in Megan's suitcase, which he'd leave at the bottom of the stairs. He'd then vanish for the night.Just inside the front door I listened for any telltale moans or groans from the living room. I didn't hear any, but I did see a subtle note on a side table. I. “Stop!” he shouts just before Christy, who is on top of his sister, can impale herself. “Thea, you can’t!”“And why can’t I?” she huffs, looking around the side of Christy at him.“Because you don’t understand what is about to happen,” he says, pleadingly. “These things, these costumes are a curse. If you do that you’ll never be you again.”Angrily, Thea pushes Christy off to the side. She climbs off the bed, her erection bouncing. She walks up to her brother and starts jabbing an accusatory. Barbara felt her cousin's fingers working on her shoulder, felt the hand caressing her neck. Feelings, feelings she had never experienced before in her life were making themselves present now. She wrinkled up her forehead, looking curiously at Christina."Come on upstairs," the brunette whispered, her smile fading a little. There was a look of excitement, of expectancy in her face."Come upstairs. Maybe Pardner will follow. I have to have some relief, Barbara. I have to..."Her voice, her command.