I'm sorry, but please no more" she pleaded, "I missed the count.. I can't go back.. I can't.. I just can't.." she wailed, she was getting upset again.... took her knees in my hands, laying the brush on the bed. I rolled her onto her back and then slowly, gently, but firmly began pulling them apart. Slowly she began to open up, still clutching her pussy with both hands."We havent finished" I said looking at her tear stained face, her bottom lip trembling as she sobbed and sucked in big gasps of. I heard her groan slightly, but not loud enough to be heard over the props. My fingers worked their magic, flicking and rubbing, up and down, side to side. As I continued my sister became wetter and wetter. When she squeezed her knees together, I knew she was cumming. I slowed my pace as she came down from her orgasm. I let my hand linger as she slowed her breathing. I wanted so badly to kiss her, and have her take my manhood in her mouth, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen on the plane. Em. Her skirt showed off her thick thighs as she crossed her legs. Don't get me wrong, Sarah looked nice too. She was wearing a low cut red top showing off her nice tan tiny cleavage but was too small because her belly hung out a little. She had on tiny white skirt that was a little too tight because she wasn't able to cross her legs. I put my arm around Sarah as we began talking. While talking, I fantasized about Lynnette. I wanted to go to her, rip her clothes off and pound my meat stick into her. Doing fine, thanks, and you?"Silence; then, "They found bones." So Doctor McCoy is for sure dead?" I asked."Don't play cute," said the voice."I'm not in the mood for this," I snapped, suddenly tired of the game. "Will you talk to me, or is the conversation over?"Another silence. "They found his fucking bones." The voice was fiery, angry, full of self-congratulatory self-righteousness."Good-bye, Linda. Go to hell," I said, and snapped the phone closed.I've always hated bullies.I was bullied as a.