The goal was to tire me out enough I could sleep through the day, and it generally worked. On the third night, I put on my best chainmail -- the same ...et I wore for Travia earlier in the week -- and headed for the gate to Temple hill. I left most of my things at home, just a pair of daggers because I'm naked without them. I didn't think it'd matter much for the ritual, and it'd be worse to be without.When I dropped down in to the square outside the gate, my sister was already there. She was. She did though, even closer. I couldn’t help it, I began stroking her hair, and savoring every second of this time we were spending together, knowing it wouldn’t last. About halfway through the movie, she paused the tape and said she’d be right back. While she was gone, I wondered at her odd behavior. It was almost as if she were flirting with me, but I knew she couldn’t be. She saw me as a friend, and nothing more. It had to be my imagination. Didn’t it? She came back into the room, and said. Suzy quickly covered her dripping cunt; her face was deeply flushed with shame. She appeared frozen in her place, her fearful eyes watching my mother. Mike had cupped his cock and was trying to appear calm.Although; there was no reason fro me to be afraid of mom, nevertheless, my only concern was that I didn't know whether mom was ready to share me with others. I had already promised Mike that I would let him fuck mom. However, truly speaking, I didn't have any idea how was I going to persuade. I managed a quick “What’s stopping you now then?”My god it was wonderful, she did not go straight to my pussy, but kissed and sucked me all around my freshly waxed pussy. She is the one who waxed it only yesterday at the salon! I wondered now when she suggested I have my pussy waxed, did she have this in mind? Was she feeling me when she rubbed the cream in after waxing? Was the cream even a normal thing after waxing?All I knew is I was brought back to reality really quickly, Karen flicked my.