A streak of cum splashed on her face and some drops fell on her hands. She was kept stroking my dick till the last drop of cum pumped out of my dick. ...he licked the drops on her hand. She swiped the cum on her face with right forefinger and swallowed it. She was a bitch. I loved her bitchiness.We went inside the bathroom to clean ourselves. After cleaning our body, I sat on the edge of the bed naked. I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me. She sat in between my legs, her back was facing. One that, once it had taken hold, would consume her. Already she could feel her juices trickling and tickling her inner thighs.‘Am I such a slut that the thought of my sister and father being witness to whatever it is that is planned for me is churning my insides like butter?’ she wondered.“I think we both know the answer to that, Alice.”“Cheshire!” she exclaimed looking upwards, for that was where his voice had come from and, indeed, that was where he was, stretched out upon the branch lazily,. I lift my hips from the bench and slide them off, tossing them to you. A hoarse whisper comes from my throat, ‘Your turn.’ You stand up for a moment, pulling off your shirt and shorts, and your hot throbbing cock springs free. You approach me slowly, but stay just a little out of reach. You slide my panties over your hardness, feeling the silky smoothness, combined with the wet patch, stroking you. Dropping them to the ground you move your hands over your cock, sliding slowly up and down the. Right here, see?” She used her forefinger to touch the moist area between her legs. “All wet...right here.” She started to trace the outline of the wet spot and then got distracted by how nice it felt and added the rest of her fingers.She looked up and saw Peter staring intently at what she was doing. “Ooooo...”she cooed, “You like that, don’t you? You like watching me touch myself.” Peter was apparently too entranced to even nod, but she didn’t care. She spread her legs as far apart as.