You could see everything through the almost there fabric. Looking at myself I felt seductive and wicked. I wanted to touch myself right here and now b...t I know I must wait. My dark curls hung loose around my neck and the crown of red flowers contrast against my black hair perfectly. I can smell the scent of rose water coming off my freshly bathed skin. It was all for him. I step outside barefoot so I could feel the earth beneath my feet. Everything feels vibrant and alive. My body vibrates. He insisted they use time out, or grounding, or just an ‘adult’ discussion, and Claire knew that Melanie was very good at manoeuvring her step-dad.Of course, she knew that, like all teenager’s, Melanie hated being grounded, but so did Claire as it caused a horrid tension in the house that Claire suffered as John was at work most of the time. That only added to Claire’s frustration at the current discipline regime and she was in no doubt that a good hard spanking, or at least the threat of one,. Her breasts deliciously outlined against her t-shirt. Her nipples were pressing against the thin cotton and seemed very erect. We walked her to a doorway between the rooms and had her lean back against the jamb as she grasped it overhead. Her eyes were glazed and distant. We knelt beside her legs again and resumed the light stroking frontside, backside, outside, inside. Her scent began to fill the room.I leaned forward and whispered into Ray's ear. He nodded in understanding. We slid our hand. …But she hadn't said or done anything. And she hadn't gotten up to leave. That surprised me and I couldn't figure that out. All I could figure is that Jillian was trying to see how long this could go on before her sister couldn’t stand it anymore and left the room – at which time I figured we’d finally fuck. This was a power play between them, and neither of them wanted to back down – or at least it was at that point. Jillian and I kept at our dry humping with our movements becoming more.