”“I kind of had the same thoughts when I bought it. I loved that ‘Ride’ in your truck, but the space back there was a little cramped. God, I�...m a freak ... you bring out the worst in me.”“I think it’s the best. I love how you have a sparkle when I’m near you anymore. So, when do you want to try an adventure?”“I thought maybe next weekend. Can we go to the cabin?”“Yes, only this time how about you enjoy the ‘Ride’ up? If you’re still okay with it afterwards, you get to enjoy the ‘Ride’ back. " Why not, I have come this far. So 30 minutes later I was now hairless and waiting for the next lesson. I dressed in a conservative suit first, which I secretly loved, but realized would not be practical for the work I do. I finally ended up wearing a stretchy knit top, with a velvet flower design overlayed on it, and a pair of tight fitting, knit pants. Under which went my bra and panty set in black I might add. A padded panty girdle, for shape and to hide that certain other "shape". . Jason did as he was told, sitting right beside his sister. “Lisa, go ahead and give your brother a hand. It’s okay; he won’t mind. Just stroke your hand up and down on it a few times.”Lisa did as Pete said, and began giving her brother a hand job. She couldn’t take her eyes off it; this was the very first cock she’d ever seen in person. Jason didn’t protest either. This was the very first time anyone other than himself had touched him there.Lisa really liked the way his cock felt in her. I tried to ignore it; but I sensed myself moistening even more and more. His playing with my clit was drawing a response from my body, regardless of my true desires. I felt him slip a third finger in my wet cunt. It was easy, since I was very wet.Suddenly I tried to suppress a shudder; but I could not. Now just one was sliding in and out of me, curling forward, rubbing my spot. I was getting wetter by the moment, trying hard on not moaning. The harder I tried not to, the more I felt what that.