) “What’s wrong, Britt?” Brittany zips the skirt back on and puts the blouse back on. “No, Brittany, what are you doing?” Brittany leaves th... room. “Why did you leave the room? You put on the blouse but not the bra so you expect to be right back but don’t want to be topless. So it’s not a phone call. Maybe someone’s at the door?”Brittany walks back in. “Now where were we?” And then we see Erin follow Brittany into her bedroom. Erin’s wearing a dress that comes down mid-thigh. Vanessa sounds. It wasprobably a good thing we were stopped at a stoplight at the time. Ididn't think that I could get any angrier at him than I had alreadybeen! I couldn't believe that he would even attempt to keep my mom awayfrom something as big as my first concert!The rest of the trip home was in complete silence. I was fuming in thepassenger seat, and Dad seemed to be wilting next to me. I'd never beenthis mad at him before.---I was even more disappointed when we got home and I wasn't able tocontact. "Darling, I'm really hot. Will you fuck me with the pink strap-on tonight?"Tamsin kissed her tenderly. "Of course I will, darling. I think this male frotting lark has made you uber-horny." Funny word 'frotting' isn't it?" It comes from the French 'frottage,' meaning to rub one's clothed body against another's to achieve sexual gratification." Well I never! As in on the London Underground?" Well actually, sweetie, the French have been at it for a couple of centuries. French virgins used to love. ” All Emma could muster was a pleasurable moan in the affirmative. Connie began to wiggle the tip of her fingers and it happened… Emma let out a scream as she exploded, her pussy hugging her sister’s fingers tight. Her sister surprised at how fast she had cum resorted that she must have been close after an hour of trying gently smiled to herself sucking her fingers. Emma opened her eyes and looked deep into her sisters eyes muttering “if this is wrong I don’t give a…” and pulled her sister to.