Our hopes were that when the young couple made thelast turn in the pathway, and we came into view, thatthey would stop suddenly in their tracks. We wa...nted themto be speechless, mesmerized, somewhat frozen in time.I recall the feeling as being a blend of lost inourselves, plus the excitement of perhaps being watched.We would know in an instant when they saw us whetherwe’d be sharing our intimacy with others or be leftalone. Either way we’d enjoy the moment. When we areboth in the. The stuffing comes straight out. You feel like you're relieving yourself into your little sister. She scoffs it down, mouthful by mouthful, each time grimacing a little as she forces it down her throat. You hate it, but some part of you enjoys your sister's soft lips against your asshole, and the feeling of emptying your belly is pleasurable. You wish that instead of this, your sister's soft pink asshole was pressed against yours, so that you could enjoy pushing out the flavorful stuffing. “Mrs. Ellis… Mary…” David muttered and Mary quickly shushed him again. Now his cock was revealed, rapidly stiffening in all its glory. She gazed at it longingly and then curling her fingers around the shaft she leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss at its tip. She pulled back puzzled. She leaned forward again and this time tentatively extended her tongue and licked the exposed helmet. The taste was unmistakable…She turned to look at David.“Which one?” she asked simply. David swallowed. Let's get back to the business at hand."We switched back to our previous disguise, I hesitate to call them cover clothes. Babs looked as luscious and desirable as ever, but she had a facial expression that killed the effect. "Honey, relax. You are going to blow our cover by looking like the world just rained on your parade." Sorry, you're right. I'll work on it." She smiled and that changed everything. For me at least, it was like the world just lit up. I guess I'll just have to admit it to.