My cock is now fully erect, six inches of blue-steel wanting to be rammed into my little sister. Shortly my sister pulls the dildo out to its head and...push it back in slowly, her sighs and moans barely audible as she wants to stay quiet not wanting to have me hear her as my bedroom is on the other side of the wall, our parents have a master bedroom on the ground floor so Bekah and I have the entire upstairs to ourselves. Soon she was pumping her dildo into her cunt, I could hear the juices of. Constantly. If she wasn't being fucked, she wanted to be. If she was, she wanted to be mutilated, as well. She was never completely satisfied. Then she amended that as she realized that she was only completely satisfied when she got the whole package."Up and down?" Frank asked, "Or sideways?" He meant which direction she wanted to be skewered. 'Up and down' meant only skewering one breast at a time, while 'sideways' meant that he could impale both of them on the same metal shaft. With both of. I knocked on his door and waited, pulling down my skirt so Ididn't appear too sexy to this young man. I remembered my days ofbeing young and free - although they were never as good as otherguys bragged about. Sometimes I wondered why men had to BS abouthow great their single lives had been. Pete opened the doorslightly - then a small smile appeared on his face as if herecognized me from somewhere."Miss Anderson, what are you doing here?" he asked as if my visitwas a pleasant surprise to him."I. Jo leaned over and whispered, "He adores you, doesn't he?"I giggled. "Two-way street. You and Stoney?" You betcha," she said. "Life is good."It kept being good as we pulled into our parking slot at the apartment. Five minutes later we were walking across the lot to the back door of the lab. Jo, Stoney and Dan were carrying musical instruments. I had a milk-crate full of sheet music. When we got there, Terri was holding the door open to let us in."Hi, Terri-dactyl," Jo said to her, brightening.