Fuck your sister’s tight little pussy.” He increased his pace, his abs and thighs smacking me with each thrust, making wet slapping sounds against...my flesh. He was grunting and his breathing was quick and shallow. I looked over my shoulder at him and he looked me in the eyes and smiled showing all his teeth, then he slapped my ass hard. It stung and i yelped, in surprise more than pain. He slapped my other cheek and then did it again in rapid succession. All the while his wonderful cock was. "But you're overdressed."I wasn't by the time I was sitting next to her. She smelled and felt like the air after a thunderstorm. Clean, fresh but with the charge of static electricity still there. Her touch was added to that electrical feeling as she ran her hand over my chest. She would caress her nails on my skin and then slowly take them and apply just enough pressure to have them slowed as she pulled them. It put me into sensory overload and built the lust in me."Jana, if you keep that. Shiggie wasn't spectacular. His arm was probably weary, and his fastball, usually in the mid-90s, was almost as much of a floater that day as mine was, on my good days.But our offense was on the job, and we stumbled through the first six innings with both teams scoring almost at will. The game was already three hours old and Toronto was leading, 9-7 when Paul finally took the ball out of Shiggie's hand with two out in the sixth.Our relievers were also a little worn from overuse, so I wasn't too. She roughly yanked it off of her squirming sister as a delaying tactic, in hopes of using the distraction to immobilize her sister.It didn’t work. There was a ratcheting click as a cuff locked snugly around her wrist, and the struggle grew more intense. Blonde hair flew wildly around their heads as the sisters struggled against each other. It was obvious that Debby had the same plan. Whoever let herself be bound to the bed, would be at the mercy of their horny perverted brother!The room was.