She whispered, “Oh my.”The next thing he knew, she was working on the button of his jeans. He stiffened and gasped, in complete disbelief that the...whole thing was real.“Do you want me to stop?” she asked as the button popped open. Then she licked her lips.Once again, his primal urges acted to control his body and he answered, “No.”She didn’t waste any time in pulling down the zipper, tugging down the waistband of his underwear, and taking his cock in hand.“So big and hard,” she whispered as she. “It doesn’t matter now. Nobody else is going to shoot around a sprained ankle. I’ll have to figure out how to line up something for August while I’m on crutches.”Instead of answering, Jazz said, “I should really look at your ass. Roll over.”Emily groaned, but obeyed. “Please tell me I’m not going to have a scar on my ass.”Jazz didn’t answer until she’d cleaned the scratch at the top of Emily’s right leg with peroxide and put a wide bandage over it. “It’s not on your ass and I don’t think it’s. My cheeks went red and my brain couldn’t help thinking about the situation in the most sexual way. She gave me a pair of her knickers and told me to wear them. I took my underwear of in front of her and my skinny cock sprung out rock hard. She laughed at me and I continued to wear the knickers which barely covered anything after which I put the skirt and then the stockings. I felt so embarrassed and at the same time so Horney looking at my sister in a short nurse’s costume with her perfect. ?As she talked, she had already pulled the items from her bag and before long the blindfold was securely over my eyes. The cloth hood followed, taking away the little visibility I had from the edges of the blindfold. She tightened the hood around my neck, careful not to tighten it too much.?Ok, you’re set to go. Stand up and I’ll walk you to the car, but be careful. You’re probably really stiff because of the hogtie, so take it slow. I’ll let you know if you’re in danger of jabbing your toe.