I wouldn't have been surprised if she had been costumed up trying to cadge a ride but she wasn't. Not unless you expected to do some riding in a prett... pink shimmery thing that revealed everything while still hiding it."Hey yourself, Tink. Looking good, kiddo." I wasn't just pushing the bull; she did look good. I almost felt guilty thinking the nasty thoughts I did as I looked her over but I didn't. Yeah, she's about the same age as my daughter but looking ain't touching and thinking isn't. He took the time to lower the blanket and he peeked to see Tiffany standing naked, looking at Linda, who was looking at Tiffany.“Are you sure this doesn’t make us lesbians?” asked Linda.“Do you still want Mr. Kelly to stick his nasty old hard prick up in your pussy again?” asked Tiffany, shivering.“Yes!“ said Linda firmly.“Then you canpt be a lesbian. A lesbian wouldn’t want that at all.” said Tiffany resolutely.Linda reached hesitantly for the zipper of her ski jacket.“Well, if you’re sure.”. We've got a lot of stuff coming our wayand to borrow the over used sports clich?, we need to take this one dayat a time. I expect Oscar will have something for you to do thisafternoon. I will catch up with you two soon and when it's just you andme please call me Beth from now on; we're in this to the end."Dylan was about to ask her what she meant by her last statement, when thepop announced Oscar's return. His face told Dylan to not go there, "hereBethany put this in anyone of the empty ports. .... oh.... oh... oh.. oh.. oh oh oh.....Ahh!” my sister's orgasm overwhelms her, her body is pulled upward as she shakes and clenches. “Ughhhh!” I tighten my arm around her and pull her close as she cums. For a moment she appears frozen, her head off the pillow. Then her body collapses against me; I gently remove my wet fingers from inside her and hold her against me. “Wow!.... I really... really liked that....” Sandy mutters with exhaustion. “I never came like that.... before.... it felt.