I was involuntarily clutching Rahul, with both my hands. Rahul had also held me tight with his hands and I could feel his cock had entered deep in my ...pussy. His embrace too had become very very tight and his cock was touching somewhere deep inside in my wet dripping pussy. I was unable to move but the cock was continuing giving it's strokes in and out.... I can not describe my feelings. I had never experienced such feeling in my life. I could feel the cock going in and out and taking me to. Getting up he accidentally brushed against Wendy’s top feeling her tits move slightly as she no bra on. Being a lot closer than necessary the young worker pointed out a couple of places for her to sign, giving her the clip board allowed Wendy a glance down the front of the overalls and the outline of an impressive cock. Wendy leaned over the counter to read some of the small print, the young man leaned back and looking at Wendy’s arse asked were the man of the house was, to which she replied. So when I started working out seriously, she asked if she could join me.We ran 5 miles, 3 days a week. Then alternated with free weights, and aerobics. Seeing my sister in shorts and a tank top, watching her breasts jiggle and bounce as she ran beside me was hard enough. But when she was soaked and sweaty, exhausted but with an endorphin enhanced smile–it looked like she had just had sex, and since she was working out with me, since I helped cause her state, it was kind of strange. Remember. I could hear them whispering sweet phases that at first I thought were directed at me. I soon realized they were speaking to each other, and sometimes brought their faces together over my shoulder to kiss. All the time they were fucking me, their hands were roaming over my body and each other. I had become an extension of themselves, a warm, yielding mass of connective tissue between their bodies, linking them, making them one. I was both the object of their lust and the vehicle of their.