Jill is her name, he remembers it now. Jill is standing by the lounge chair in a bathing suit that covers her large breasts and shapely ass. Her hair ...s long, reaching down past her shoulder blades. She almost reminds Chance of his sister—not quite fully, but close enough. They could probably pass for sisters—twins no, but definitely sisters. The dirty thought of seeing his sister and Jill together makes his cock start to harden. It would never happen, just as Rory will never fuck him, but it. The music moved on and the cellist and her own player became more and more central to the work. Stronger strokes, firmer work on the frets, complexity blending with simple themes. Her player’s fingers and palms moved wider still, brushing a nipple and landing lightly on her parted thighs. The intensity was building and the music and his touch took Isabella into a place of pleasure and rapture, not along a single path, but rising and falling and diverging and converging in ways that opened new. “That’s my girl, scream for me Ri.” One hand let go of her hip and then slapped her ass, making her moan louder. He slapped her again, once, twice, three times and then the forth a bit harder. “I know how much you love the sting baby,” he voice hoarse.God, he was so close now, the way Riley was crying out was really getting to him right now, usually he could hold back till after she came but not this time. He placed his hand back on her hip and tightened his hold and pulled her hips towards his. I wanted to wait for Dana to cum with me, but didn't know if I could."I'm close, Chels." When I heard that, I about lost it and did what I had wanted to do for the last few minutes – I pulled my boxers aside and let my pussy grind directly on Dana's leg, just like she had done. It was so hard and warm and immediately drench with juices. "Yes, fuck my leg, and make me cum! I'm cumming! Damn, I'm cumming so hard!" she was whisper-screaming to me with her eyes staring at my pussy pushing against.