How close was that? How lucky was she? If she hadn’t thought any quicker, if the truth had come out… oh, if only he could know! She wished he coul... know how much she loved him, how she yearned for him, how she only wanted to hold him and be with him… But he couldn’t know. He could never know. It was too dangerous. If the truth had come out, it could have blown up in her face, and destroyed their friendship, their siblinghood, their family, forever. And she would do anything, say anything, tell. It was insane to see how big the cock was. I was wondering if it could fit in my mouth. When the big black cock went into the girl's pussy, I also felt my own pussy starting to become wet.I knew that masturbation is forbidden in the Catholic church. Therefore, touching my own pussy was something that I was reluctant to do. Yet, as I saw how the black man started to fuck the Japanese girl deeper, I couldn't resist it anymore.My hands went to my pussy and I felt how wet it was. I started to play. I almost forgot to remind her that I'd brought some of my devastatingly rich chocolate brownies for us to munch on when she went back to the counter for dessert. To no avail of course; Rikki insisted that a massive meal was a natural prerequisite for our hectic schedule.Naturally she was only half-kidding. Rikki loved to satisfy her needs and was rarely shy about it.Her parting request for a vanilla shake seemed surprising only in that I had expected her to prefer chocolate.We had just gotten. Neither of them would sleep properly that night.Sarah had too many thoughts going around her head that night. What did she just do? She enjoyed what had happened but felt guilty about it, her brother was handsome in a certain way and if it wasn't her brother she would have done it anyway, but the guilt still ate away at her. It wasn't her fault, was it? She would have to talk to Matthew and sort it all out but first of all some sleep was in order, if she could. She closed her eyes and tried to.