"The woman was the first to respond, "I think we are both at the point of being willing to try just about anything."The husband nodded in agreement."A...right," said Carol, "then I want you to do a striptease for him right now. And," she continued turning to the husband, "I want you to take off your pants and stroke yourself, hard or not, while she strips for you. My observations of your interaction more than our conversation will tell me if I am right."The couple looked at each other with doubt. She did look at it and long whilst saying. — "No — no." — But it excited her and a minute after she was feeling it and I her pretty quim. — Soon after she was at the bedside, thighs apart, and the lovely slit exposed and I examining it with lustful delight. "I'm very tiny, am I not?" said she in an apologetic tone, as if she wished to warn me.It was perhaps the smallest cunt I ever felt in a woman. The slit itself approached the usual size, but the love avenue was quite tight to my finger, and. It is visualising him enjoying her that gets to me. It's at this time I have to think of my therapist who told me that I am just not important in this situation whatsoever, so my thoughts should not count. I do try and think of it this way as the evening goes on and it does help. The longer the night goes on, the more I know he is doing her, the more I have to think of the fact that I literally do not count in this situation, it's all about her needs, and his. I just wished she would use. "You are fucking huge, Scotty!" Her fingernails clawed at the sheets as her brother eagerly, enthusiastically began to fuck her, operating more on instinct than knowledge. Her firm tits bounced under her from the force of his thrusts.Her screams were quickly muted as her father moved forward again, his erect penis shining with her pussy creams. Jilly quickly took him into her mouth, cleaning his long shaft of his delicious juices. I felt my own pussy begin to twitch even as I felt some jealousy.