.. Whatever. I just knew that I liked her.Yeah, I'd call her "hot," but never around people, and certainly never around her. I just ignored it and kep... on living life, knowing that nothing would ever happen between us, since she was my sister.Or so I thought.It was a few nights back - I had just finished what I was talking about before - The nightly masturbation session. Just as I had finished cleaning up, my door creaked open. I assumed it was one of my parents telling me they were going to. I asked Rachael what knots the girls would learn in guides, and if they were allowed to demonstrate them to others, she gave me a verbal list which I wrote down, and then wrote down assignments which I sealed into envelopes, I hoped Kris was serious when she said that she'd be interested in watching the class, she was going to be a part of the action, but didn't know this.I went through the list of girls who belonged to the guides and assigned them as team leaders, in some cases I had to double. “Yes,” you breathe into my ear. “Yes baby boy, oh that’s it.” You reach down and start rubbing your clit, and start moving your hips against my thigh. To anyone looking, it would seem as though you were shifting in your seat, the uncomfortable couched benches getting to you. Only I know the truth. I go faster, while you rub your clit, fingers slamming into you and smacking against your skin slightly. You whisper, “Oh God... ” into my ear, and that’s when all hell breaks loose. I feel your pussy. ?You see? The ass may be tight, but still easily fucked. Now where shall we start the bidding.?The following minutes were extremely confusing. I heard voice shouting, but more often than not the auctioneer just acknowledge some movement I had not even seen behind the spotlights. The bidding started at 1500 and quickly progressed to 2500, then dragged to just above 3000, where it stalled. ?You can’t be serious, ladies and gentlemen. Just 3000 for a horny, but well-trained whore like that? I.