I guess you're right. And I guess I'm gonna have to put a plaster over my vagina" (it sounded so grown-up to be using a word like that) "so's you can'... accidentally slip it in the front. Then I'd get all that creamy stuff in me. And then I'd be pregnant or something." Yeh! Sounds like a good idea."Alison dashed off to the kitchen, wearing only the ribbons in her hair, while Alan naked from his stomach to his socks, sat on a pink flowery sofa in the corner of her sister's bedroom and watched a. . and then the nightstand on her side of the bed. You slide the drawer open and find a small vibrator and a very long and thick dildo. You smile that evil grin as you take them both out.You strip and lay on their bed and open your legs as you buzz your clit. You wonder if your man is going to follow your cue and discover you fucking that woman's toys... or if it'll be one of the guests and would they stay and watch... and each version brings you very close to a delicious cum.The door opens and. I can taste the sweetness of her secretions, then the saltiness of his seed as she forces it from her tight vagina, involuntary convulsions, as she spasms with my licking her clitoris, my reward for my endeavors, drinking his cum from her swollen pussy, while having my anus and pussy probed by his insatiable cock.The train clatters across the track junction, disturbing me from my erotic machinations, I look across at the girl and she is looking out the window, the man behind her is now looking. Whatever it was, I knew it was bad. It had to be for Kate to wind up in a fight with my mother. All I could hear was Kate yelling to be let go, and my mother talking to her. She was trying to whisper, but she was so upset, it sounded like she was hissing her words. Once in awhile, my father said something in Hungarian. It sounded like he was trying to calm my mother down. I couldn't make any sense of anything I was hearing. Then I heard Kate yell something that I could understand."FUCK YOU, I.