They took up their positions and passed the bottle to one another. My skirt got hiked up to prevent oil getting on it, and I took off my tank top leav...ng my bra on. They started working my muscles and I was moist in multiple holes just anticipating the touch.My bra was in the way so I took it off while laying down. I was still a little covered by my skirt but I knew that each stroke of their hands from both the top and the bottom were getting closer and closer to knowing that I was commando. . I'm trying to catch my breath." Here let me help you." OK." She reached down and helped me up and we walked over to the patio and I sat down in a lawn chair."OK honey, you sit right there and I'll get you some water."She went inside the house and in no time she was back with a cold bottle of water. She handed it to me then got down on her haunches and looked up at me. I was soaking wet from the sun and I really didn't feel too good at all. I think she could sense that I was still hurting a. What a strange thing for one woman to say about another.Sarah was wearing a silk blouse that was obviously top quality, very shear, pale blue, and devoid of excess material. As she spun around, I could see no signs of a bra strap across her back, but given her sister's absence of breasts, that did not surprise me. The slacks that she wore also came with no unnecessary material; she appeared to be poured into them. Her ass was a thing of beauty — firm, tight, and small. As she slowly turned. But Franklyn and Paul, mounted my butt as quickly as one would pull out. Finally I was begging my two assailants to hurry up and come in my butt. This seemed to please them, that they had me begging for their dicks. Finally Franklyn took hold of my hips and begin to ram deeper and deeper into me. Soon I felt the rush of his fluids flood my rectum and leaking down my thighs. As soon as Franklyn had pulled from my flooded anal cavity, Paul plunge his solidly rigid cock into my flooded rectum. I.