Then I would drive her home, carry her in the house because she would be passed out, and fuck her until I couldn't do it anymore. The last Saturday sh... had to go without undies we decided to go to a different bar. We thought the band started playing at 8pm but it didn't start playing till 10pm. We got there at 8 and really wanted to see this new band play so we stayed there and drank. We met a couple of guys and all four of us sat around and drank for two hours. By 10pm my wife was gone. She. She came out and was shocked to see me standing there and watching her with my eyes and mouth open…she smiled again..and asked me to get aside….i was so hot again but i felt bad also as she was my sister and what i am doing is wrong but my lust came over my feelings and i started thinking again about my sex goddess..then suddenly she called me in her room..i was scared as she will ask or may be tell this to my mother so i went in slowly knocked the door and she said come in.She suddenly said. Roberta was only an insignificant object to be subjected to pleasure or punishment as suited their whimsies at any given moment. They did everything for her. No, they did everything to her. She couldn't even relieve herself. Their plans for me were the same.They had talked of her need for emotional connection with someone and that someone was me. She had none with them. They had succeeded in creating a connection between Roberta and I. She was the only one in the world I felt any affection or. The sounds escaping her mouth were turning me on. I tried to feel her pussy through her shorts when she moaned again, yawned and woke up. She pulled the seat straight up again, and said, “Where are we?” “About an hour away yet, how you’re doing?” “Horny! You know me when I wake up!” She undid her seatbelt, and leaned over with a devilish grin on her face. She kissed my cheek, then my ear. Then she brought out her secret weapon, her tongue. The things she did to me with her tongue drove me.