Thats my girl, he cooed. Stroke yourself. I want to feel your pussy tighten around me…I want to feel my little sister come. I gasped again, thrilled... by his words, by the taboo of what we were doing, and stroked faster, recognizing the closeness of my orgasm. Oh youre close, he said excitedly, dropping his hand to my breast again and stroking the nipple. Come, Chrissy. Your cunt is full of my cock. I stroked myself harder, rocking a little against him so his cock was sliding in and out of my. She was tighter than anything he had felt before and he jerked roughly against her, grinding his groin hard against the two flesh mounds of soft resistance as he drove himself into her. His breathing was laboured now and he felt the sweat spring to his brow.Serena lay still and impassive. Her breasts pressed hard against the cold floor, forehead pushed into the back of her hands clasped beneath her head, feeling him riding her and trying to ignore the discomfort of her pelvis grinding into the. ”Stephanie found her throat was too tight with fear to answer.Jill quickly suggested, “Let me take the picture, then I’ll blur your face, and you can look at it before you decide. Cool? Think about how much that asshole would hate this.”Her blonde friend had learned well how that reminder cut through her inhibitions. Stephanie walked over to the doorframe.“Lean back against it, then reach up and grab the doorframe with your far hand,” Jill suggested. When Stephanie did so, Jill continued, “Now,. The picture was completed by his black-patent Maryjanes, frillywhite anklet socks, and a pink Alice band in his hair.Helen laughed uproariously and her distraught daughter eventually joinedin. Soon they were almost in hysterics. For Jane, it was mostly relieffrom the weeks of accumulated stress and tension. Helen burbled throughher laughter, "He - or she - looks quite sweet, really." She glancedmeaningfully at her daughter. "She looks rather helpless - as though shereally needs her Mummy."Jane.