When we finally broke for the day, I tried to call my sweetheart, but it went to voice mail, so I left a message, “Honey, we have something else to ...elebrate this evening, I’ll tell you when I get home.” Finalizing what I needed, I headed for Murphy’s to set up a nice evening for us when we arrived. I know the owner Jim, so when I took a set at the end of the bar, he automatically brought me a beer, asking what he could do for me. I had just started to tell him about tonight’s celebration, when. Umm Eww. I had enough on here to last me the rest of the year. Then there was the video of me and nathan . It was rather blurry and you couldn't hear any names. It really wasn't that bad though. We looked good together. I found my portable hard drive and loaded the pictures on. I then deleted all the pictures on the memory card and turned the camera off. A train stopped behind me but I thought nothing of it until I heard " give me my fucking camera bitch!" it was him. And he was furious. I. She placed her thumbs at her waist, hooked them on the strings holding her panties in place, and, in one motion, pulled them down. She kicked the tiny panties aside. Her auburn bush glistened in the light from the setting sun. Electricity seemed to surge through her only to merge at her tingling pussy. She tenderly took one nipple and tweaked it softly. Again, lightening bolts shot through her. Her other hand found her waiting clitoris. Her knees became weak as she stimulated her most precious. She bent down and her sweet lips were on mine. Inside, our tongues were doing a mighty duel.She backed up. "You got to do your little sister. Now I get to truly do my big brother." Then she rose up and sank down on me, working things at her own speed.Abigail arose, on her knees sitting back on her heels. She never left jacking me as she made her way between my spread legs. She kissed me and licked me down there, stopping for a little suck. And then, like torture, she slowly stuck me up inside.