I didn't know at the time if I wanted to do the slapping myself. I just knew I wanted to think of some woman soundly slapping a boy, over and over and...over, and I wanted to get myself off thinking about that. And I did. Again, and again. A few times, the image of my dad slipped in to take Jimmy's place. And that'd freak me out and make me stop. But I'd just consciously re-imagine Jimmy in that place and keep myself going. I made myself sore from masturbating long into the night that day, trying. ” Mom's hand moved and squeezed Melody's rear. “He wants his sisters tight, virgin ass.”My dick was hard again. Aching as it pressed into Melody's stomach. My half-sister, that would take some remembering, wiggled, her nipples hard against me. “I do. I want that ass. I love watching anal.”“What other porn do you like?” Melody moaned.“Lesbians,” he grinned. “And creampies.”“We covered that,” Mom said. “And anal.”“Titty fucks.” My eyes flicked down at Mom's big breasts pressed into my side. “I'll. Even while I was exploring his throat he found what he was searching for: the zipper of my little black dress. Chris sat up and pulled me with him, then I felt him pull the zipper all the way down. Before I could do or say anything he was pulling my dress off over my head, and tossing it over a chair. I sat there, held upright in his strong arms in just my black strapless bra, matching boy short panties, and sheer thigh-highs. He was drinking me in, a hungry look on his face. For the first time. They kissed again, standing beside the bed, then sat down hip to hip, both twisting from the waist as they kept their mouths together in a hot embrace. Their thighs were spread. Maisy dipped a hand into Marion's pussy and started to finger her. Marion returned the caress, running her fingertips up the woman's open cuntlips and strumming her clit.Still kissing, Marion began to lap at the same time.She licked at Maisy's throat and neck and ear.She had decided that she wanted to go around the.