My hands felt something I could grab, and I emerged. What I was holding wasn’t my knife, it was the waterskin which Oocovrop had carved from a pumpk...n. I decided to try it anyway. Having to drink from something I had put in my pussy would have been a well-deserved payback for what Oocovrop did to me earlier.I pushed it against my hymen. A few drops of blood joined the pool below. I knew that pain. It was like being stung by a hornet. But I couldn’t stop. Something far more powerful than pain. Eric felt his sister's grip tighten on his arm, the pressure of her nails quite noticeable. "Down Boy," she whispered. "She has a wedding band on her finger." I wasn't," he whispered back, but he knew he had been caught, then wondered how he could even subconsciously look at a woman's butt with all that was going on. Before he stepped into the lounge, he realized that he was beginning to trust these people. His daughters were extremely intelligent, and they had obviously accepted this .... See, with my aforementioned condition in effect, I couldn't release my sexual tensions via regular intercourse. And since she (unfortunately) hadn't mastered the art of handjobs by that time and also wasn't the biggest advocate of sucking a dude off, I found a different way to help myself. What I did was telling her to turn around so she would lie face down on the mattress, firstly giving me a beautiful sight of her hind quarters and also inciting an almost primal kind of instinct that told me. She slowly stuck out her butt with her elbows rested against the counter and I took that as a go. I lowered my hand beneath her cotton pajama bottoms and felt her slightly cold sexy bare ass cheeks. She continued reading as if nothing was happening. My right hand rubbed and squeezed every part of her ass that I could. Still listening to my wife in the bathroom, I placed by hand between her legs and let my middle finger part her ass cheeks a little bit. I pushed by hand down deeper until I felt.