The bed reeked of sex, and the room and our sheets were going to need more than the standard wash cycle before they would be useable again.In the quie...t after our final explosion Andrea wanted to talk. “I’ve missed you ... missed ... this ... all of this. When you were injured and I came to Orlando to keep you company we ... well ... we were like ... you know ... before.”Andrea swept her arm encompassing the whole room. “I’ve never felt so ... so ... weak and ... and, I don’t know ... weak and. Masturbated about you." Don't be embarrassed, I've thought about you that way too." Can I meet your sister?" Yes, but let me warn you. She's confined to a wheelchair and has little or no use of her limbs. She has developed what they call "swan neck" where her neck is developing a swoop or swan. That will eventually kill her. She can't be operated on for it because of a nerve problem, some connection to cerebral ganglia or some kind of alphabet soup. Her chance of surviving the surgery. On the third night after we turned out the lights we noticed a light coming from my closet. Elisha pushed by my clothes and found two large holes about two inches in diameter which looked into the next room.Elisha put her eyes to a hole and I saw her jaw drop. “Over here Christina. You have to see this.” she whispered so no one would hear.I put my eye to the other hole and saw it led to the guest bedroom where our cousin Jeff was staying. He was drying off with a towel after a shower stark. This time she only stopped long enough to remove herfinger and put her tongue in its place .She started tolick my slit from top to bottom slowly at first thenfaster then slower again. I was going to come andnothing was going to prevent it this time I could feelthe pleasure building inside me.“Wilma please stop I have to pee… I have to pee…Please stop!” I begged, as much as I needed to come Ineeded to piss just as bad.“So piss, but I’m not going to stop until.