" Earl seems flustered and she continues nicely, "I won't tell and to be truthful, I touch myself all the time anymore. Come on and forget about it."A... they walk towards the front, Megan turns back to Earl and says playfully, "Oh, by the way, that looked like a very nice cock in your hand." Earl smiles and seems to blush as they walk on.They stand ready to cross the street and a car honks at Meg whose chest is clearly visible in the sunshine.The bartender remembers Meg and has a round of drinks. He turns left into the tall fragrant trees and climbs to a small level clearing surrounded by tall dark pines. He often comes here to sit on this grass and dreams. What does one do with a wine glass overflowing with the purest love that no one will drink? Pour it into this soft carpet of pine needles. Over the years, a small waterfall of his semen had soaked repeatedly into this earth under the pine needles to seep to that waiting womb half way around the world. But no womb waits now. . I whimpered into my sisters' pussies as I jammed my thumb into my bowels.I had digits in and out of both my holes now. I whimpered and groaned, my orgasm building and building in me. Heady pleasure washed through me as my fluttered my tongue against their clits, sliding up and down. Fresh, sweet juices from my little sister. Richer, sweet cream from my older sister.Two wonderful, incestuous delights.“Yes, yes, finger my asshole while Fina plays with us!” moaned Lucilla.“It's so hot! Ooh, Fina,. Yes." What else could I say?"Good," she said in a husky voice. "I want to lick you and fuck you and do everything while you are dressed like a slut."Then she started licking my cock through the hose. It was heaven. After a few moments she swung around and planted her pussy on my face and we 69'd and licked and sucked to orgasmic delight. Still wearing our hose, mine very cum soaked, the smell of sex in the air, we rested and lay in each others arms. Then she shocked me some more."That wasn't.