My other hand draws you closer. I can feel the heat from your body as your groin pushes against me. Somehow we have made it into the dining room, and...you are now perched on the edge of the table. Your legs wrapped tightly around my waist, you look up at me, with a glint in your eye. My hands reach for the buttons of your blouse. Pure lust takes over, and I pull the front of it apart. Buttons fly everywhere; raw passion has taken over now. My hands are in the arch of your back, pulling you. "She was quiet for a few seconds and then she said, "Because I told you before I came here that I had fantasized about tattoos?"I smiled and said, "No Inga. Tell him why it says what it says on the bottoms of your feet. Tell him everything."Inga seemed more humiliated now, as she was forced to tell all of these men what had happened to her that night, than she had been while it had been happening. It took her almost half an hour to tell them everything with enough detail to satisfy me. When she. Jon walked in and I motioned him to do what I was doing, he came and sat next to her feeling her other breast as she put her head back, she slipped her left hand and put it on Jons knee.I unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it off her shoulders, Jon immediately started to feel her breast as I felt the other one, as I unclipped her bra I noticed she had her left hand on jons cock, he was still feeling her tit, I then bent down and sucked her nipple, she was sighing but still rubbing Jon, her right. “Can I pwease wick all of your cum off of her sexy body? Pwease?” I had to laugh. “Go for it, but if you make her cum, there will be hell to pay.” With a sarcastic salute, she started by slowly kissing my sister, their tongues dueling together. She broke the kiss and trailed her tongue all over my sister’s face, collecting as much cum as she could, lapping every little bit into her mouth. She continued onto my sister’s tits, licking first around the base of her tits, then slowly spiraling to.