She continued to fuck me with her fingers as I moaned her name over and over. Her mouth descended upon my neck, giving me a small love bite. The sharp...sting of her teeth only intensified the pleasure as I came. At last, I crumpled on the sleeping bag in a messy heap. As my racing heartbeat slowed, she snuggled up against my back, kissing the sweat off my skin. Exhausted, I could only lay there, letting her lips dance on my body. I was too depleted of energy from the powerful orgasm to even. "Masha, you are my sister, we can't do this." Again, a very weak protest. With that, she slipped her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers and began pulling them down, meeting resistance from my cock, which at this point was sticking up, rock hard. "You see, Mark, what a good thing this is? You like it, don't you?", she cooed into my ear. And I did like it, I let her slip my underwear off and then pull off my T-shirt. We caressed each other's naked bodies, running our hands all over each. "Let's get some food. It's Sunday night and there is supposed to be a wild rave at Club K."So she let herself get sucked back into another night on the town. The thing she wanted most in the world was gone so why should it matter. She danced with a bunch of guys and let them buy her drinks all night. She passed $1,000 to a guy who said he knew where to score and did a few lines when he proved to be right.She was positive she would have woken up with a different guy beside her if her dad hadn't. Soon the fabric of my mini skirt was bunched up around my waist like a rope.I heard one of the girls laughing and she said “The sissy boy wants to feel what it’s like to be fucked like a real woman.” “Oh, don’t worry the little bitch is going to get her wish, s*s.” he responded.Using both hands he started to tug away at my pantyhose. After several seconds I felt the crotch of the pantyhose begin to give way and then I heard a the distinct sound of the fabric ripping away. “Look the sweet.