”“Yeah, right, I believe you – not.” Beaver said. “Go on, admit it bro, you’ve been lusting after our bodies for months.”“Years actual...y, but you’re my sisters, I can’t be fucking you.”“You just did, and we can do it again right now if you want.”“Okay,” Beaver said as she lifted his limp cock, “we can wait until little Zack gets hard again.”“Stop it girls. We can’t do that again.”“Yes we can bro, and we will. Forget all this crap about incest. We’re not going to get pregnant so it’s just fine.”. I'm imagining you sitting on my face while I suck on your clit. I'm really wet Ann, so very wet, can you hear my cunt Ann, listen."As I wriggled in my chair, I heard the faint squelching noise of a cunt being fingered hard, I gushed in to my knickers. "Did you hear that Ann, that was my cunt oozing all over my fingers? I'm making myself climax thinking of your tits and pussy. Now I'm pushing two fingers up my arse, oh it feels so good Ann, I wish it was you doing it, I wish you were here. We smoked some weed and I found myself getting really loose and provacative with the guys. As the party wound down and the majority of the people left I stayed and enjoyed being the center of attention. Everyone of the guys, big/tall/short/skinny/white /black/oriental wanted to dance with me and I loved the attention. We drank and smoked more and the next thing I remember was awaking on the bed, nude, covered with sticky dried cum, it was all over me, in my hair, on my face and chest, my pussy. I was only good for labor and I finally got discouraged. I complained about it to my neighbor and then hid inside my house for a few days.I had blown off steam with my neighbor Agnes that day. I even mentioned to her that it shouldn’t be labor to help your neighbor. Then for some strange reason I told her how much that I missed sex too. Of course I regretted what I had said to her and was so embarrassed that I went into hiding. Well then I didn’t answer the phone or the door for those two days.