. I... I mean, I want... I just want you to-" See, that's exactly what I'm talking abot." A wicked grin spreads across your face. "If you want it, it'... clearly not rape."You pull yourself away from her. Begrudgingly, you'll admit... but this will take some finesse. The sheets slide down your back, and you take a moment to appreciate the sheer beauty of your sister lying under you.That slender, nubile form... nude, prone, completely helpless. Offering herself to you completely."What... what are. Jennies hands went to Megans panties and drew then off of her. Once free of her panties, Megan spread her legs. Jennie looked down and ran a finger through Megans slit up to her clit and started to manipulate it. Megan arched up into the finger. Move back onto the bed. Jennie said. Megan scooted back on the bed and removed her bra. Jennie removed her tee shirt and panties, then slid up onto Megan, cunt to cunt mouth to mouth. I got up and knelt at the foot of the bed. Two cunts rubbing on each. The more she squeezed his chest, the faster and harder he pumped her. She released her grip on him as she began to come down from her climax. She had never experience so many orgasms in one night. Not even on the nights she stayed up all night playing with her pussy. Nor had she ever had an orgasm that lasted as long. As she laid there on top of him with his hard shaft still inside her, he softly kissed her neck. The sun would be coming up soon and he wanted to give her one last orgasm before. I have cameras on Crown Vic (also the Marauder) that record things, the best eyes are in back. The car was at the Batcave so I remotely downloaded from the car to the computer there, then zapped the files to me on my secure data line. When I scanned the video I saw it - an old Mustang with no plates. It was blue and had one fender with primer only. There were 2 women in the front. Or guys in wigs.I called Jax back. “That Mustang our guys spotted, what color and occupants?”He shuffled the.