" Nope ... actually ... the boat is why we're here ... do you suppose I could get you to unlock..." I shook the cuffs."I guess." I need to go." Go?" T... the bathroom." Ah ... now I see why she gave me the keys, your sister," he let out a chortle, "That one, she is sly."Just about the middle of 'sly, ' I finally reacted to the past day. The air turned green ... maybe not the air ... but the two people IN the air did."Oh..." he tossed me the keys and went out on deck."You and I have to stay. Any time is fine for me, sooner or later”.I didn’t, of course, own any red socks. Who the hell would wear crap like that? I thought about the message all day, until our family had gathered for dinner. For some reason the story made me occasionally glance at mom differently than before. I tried to shake that feeling away and concentrate on my casserole, but I was still thinking about those soft forms under mom’s shirt.Suddenly it clicked. My hand shook so hard my fork fell and clattered against. Tom gently continued to rub her slit as he continued to kiss her. They were both moaning together now.Amy broke the kiss to call out to Tom, "Please, b*o, please take me."Never having expected to hear those words from his own sister, yet wanting her desperately, he moved his body over her, letting her take his cock and help guide it in.Amy savored the feeling of having a man's cock enter her for the first time, Tom's warmth, and knowing he did love her, feeling now overcome by these sensations.. He felt the stiffening in her flesh as she prepared to resist him, instead he moved her aside as he stepped over to his sewing table. He got a few magic markers and a tailor's tape, returning he once more used the girl's shoulders like handles to move her where she should be, this time there was no resistance.Her breast were made more pronounced by the tight wrappings, while they were too small to hang down over the tape, they were pushed and squeezed upward like an offering. The nipples.