The pair of themloved to dress similarly to add an air of dual dominance, squeezing into swishing skirts draped a couple of inches below the knee that...bulgedwith each step they took in killer six inch heels and matching seamednylons.Their colour of blouse, satin of course, varied. Today Joyce had chosenan outrageous pink with a huge bow at the front while Margaret had optedfor a more sedate but equally alluring golden coffee shade.It was not always so because both yearned to smooth a full skirt. John moves closer as Sara slide Trace’s dress off her shoulders leaving her stood in only her red thong and heels, her gorgeous body fully on show for both of them to enjoy! Trace turns and walks towards John and grabs him tight to her and kisses him deeply and slowly, she starts to lead John into the middle of the room slowly, but still kissing him as she starts to unbutton John shirt, Sara moves behind John and slide his shirt over his shoulders exposing his tattooed body. Sara starts to kiss. The wind was splashing the rain on the cabin windows. The trees outside were swaying like they had no power left in them. The weather was getting more intense. All of a sudden there was a severe sexual tension in the cabin. They stared at each other for a sec and then broke up in giggles, blushing red like the real Washington Apples. “Well, I was wondering if you wanted to, liked to try, something with me”. Lorrie was stuttering.“Oh Lord! But you are my sister”. Wes hardly said.“Yes and you are. I was close to the edge of the bed with my pillow half on the bed and half on the nightstand. His arms were around me trying to get me to roll over. I was not making it easy for him. I had my arms wrapped around my pillow tight, and I had my muscles tensed.He seemed to know what I was doing, suddenly I felt his hand again under my nightshirt stroking my right breast and then down to my side. When he saw that I wasn’t moving he started to kiss my neck and stroke my right leg (which is very.