And passed out, crashing headfirst onto my desk top. 2 Carlotta was back the next day. “Damn,” I said, rubbing the bandage on my forehead where I�...�d impaled myself on a large splinter the previous day. “Don’t you ever give up, lady?” “I’m desperate,” Carlotta said. “Perhaps you’ve heard of a clitty.” “Clitty,” I said, “That rings a bell.” “Nothing’s been ringing my bell,” Carlotta said sadly. “The technical name is clitoris.” I sat up straight. “I know where your clitoris is,” I said. “Oh that’s. “It was okay.” I decided on noncommittal as the best way forward. “She sure has an aptitude for sex.” Carol swung her legs over the side of the bed. “I need to pee.” I was left alone on the bed. I could here the two women talking softly through the half opened door. Denise returned, wrapped in a bathrobe. She dressed with her back to me, leaving the bathrobe on until the last moment. The wine had dried on her dress and was wrinkled from being left overnight in a heap. Carol emerged from. I was pretty sure she could see my hard on when I got up to leave because I was hard. She was very pleasant and nice to talk with and up close her beauty made me more interested. I decided I would go home and explore the creek from the back of the property so I parked and walked in from that direction. The area we lived in was quite hilly and the stream bed was bedrock which made it nicer to explore. Of course I was naked as I walked thinking about Kathy and how I saw her being licked by. She was out of her head with lust. Lust for her brother, and if this was all she was going to get, she would be happy with it. She had never done anything like this before and just the thought to be doing it to her own mom would have been repugnant only hours earlier. Now, she had this 'need' to taste Sean. She could feel the distaste for what was going on, but the compulsion was overbearing.All of a sudden, the mysterious pain in Sean's dick came back with force upon seeing his once sweet.