We can’t go back to how it was before. I wish we can, but when you’re not around, all I’ll be wondering is if you’re cheating on me again. I c...n’t do that. I can’t live like that, Douglas.” I stand up. “Let this be the last time we see each other,” I say coldly, even though my heart keeps breaking. I walk away, tears running down my face. “Jenny!” he calls out. I walk faster and wipe my tears. He catches up and grabs a hold of my wrist and turns me around to face him. He does it fast; his. Her feet swung inches from the floor and David followed his sister’s legs down from the hem of her skirt to her feet. He tentatively reached out and stroked her leg; she held it out straight so that he could caress it from her thigh all the way down to her ankle.“I though t you might like these stockings,” she grinned.“Now what are we going to do about this?”She reached down and pulled on David’s panty-covered erection; she pulled him out of his seat and guided him between her legs and then. So it didn’t bother us getting partially naked on the balcony.While on my lap, she felt my throbbing dick under the shorts. She rubbed it well with her ass and thighs perfectly. Squeezing her butts, I slid my left hand under her lower. Adjusting my fingers in her panties, I carefully caressed her butt hole and pussy lips.They were drenched in her juices due to all of the foreplay. My fingers were doing the homework for her pussy. She didn’t break the kiss for a moment, breathing heavily. I felt. I got everything shut down and climbed off the bike. I removed my helmet and put it in the trunk and grabbed a bottle of water I always carry there. I took a sip while checking out the area. I spotted a Dairy Queen and put the water back and walked over to the DQ with visions of a chocolate shake in my head.I ordered my shake and settled down on the outside cement picnic table watching the traffic (three jeeps, one tractor, four horses, five trucks and two cars). Some traffic jam, eh?I watched.