“Oh ...really?” “So, when I was asked to come back again, I was so excited. I love my girlfriend so much...but thinking about you being here has...made me so horny again. I just couldn't help myself” “Were you trying to frighten me?” I asked him. He stared down at me, his face showing shock. “Frighten you? No of course not..why would I do that?” “Well,” I replied, “It was rather scary to find a stranger had been coming into my bedroom and leaving a mess in my knickers.” He was now kneeling in. About a month later we went on holiday to the Canary Islands for a couple weeks. It was sunny and warm and on the beach many of the women were topless. From day one I asked Jean when she was going to take off her bikini top like the other women. At the end of the first week when we were on the beach she got up, undid the clasp at the back of her bikini and lay on her back with her bare white tits being seen by everybody around. At that point my cock suddenly went erect, something that had. A friend had a copy of the latest Playboy magazine and the centerfold looked just like an older version of my sister, Calamity. If she did grow up to look like that, watch out Dad, because there would be a string of boys lining up to fuck her, I mean…take her out on a date.So anyway I was just passing her bedroom door on my way to my bedroom when I heard her cry out, “Help! I need help!”I opened her bedroom door, took two steps inside, and froze there in my tracks. I had to laugh at the scene. Anything, I just want to cum," I begged."Remember that, slut, you just said, anything," he growled in my ear. Iwasn't sure what that meant, so instead I tried to figure if I could getsome friction on my cock by rubbing on something."Ah-ah," he admonished. "No getting off early," he pulled my bound hands upbehind me. I felt him doing something, then a moment later my arms werepulled up high over my back, forcing me to bend over, but I couldn't pulldown without pulling hard on my arms."Oh, that.