Her own juices were running down her thighs and each thrust became slushier and slushier. She felt Chris dig his fingers into her fleshy hips, pulling... her towards him harder as he fucked into her harder. And Krista started to cum.He could see it in her face when it started. She bit her lip and pulled on her nipples, stretching them out. She knew she was going to be loud, so she grabbed a pillow and covered her face. Her screams were muffled, but her squirting wasn't. Krista's pussy gushed,. Did she hear me? I needed to find out. I burst into her room. My jaw dropped. There again, was my sister, Cassidy, masturbating. This time she was facing me, her eyes closed and her mouth moaning a tiny little bit. She didn't notice me until around a second after I got in. Her eyes got wide and she looked at me. "P-P-Paul? Why did you just walk in?" I looked away, shit, I thought. "Cassidy I am so sorry! I didn't know you were-" I felt a soft hand touch my abdomen. "Wow you really have a nice. "So," I asked calmly, "what do we have to do?" Well," Bill said thoughtfully, "you're in the projection chair so itwill be you that does the transmitting."Without answering my question, Bill then ran from one chair to another,lowering the funny helmets onto our heads, and making me feel like I wassitting in an electric chair. I had to admit though, that the sight ofJudy in a similar situation brought a smile to my face and made thewhole thing worth it.When Bill was finished adjusting all of our. He was afraid to divorce her. Hedidn't want her yelling at him. He didn't want her mad at him. Hewanted peace, he wanted everything to go along smoothly in theirmarriage. He wondered if this was cowardice on his part, or was he justbeing realistic. It wasn't like he was getting nothing in this grandbargain with Marsha. They'd have a family. Marsha was beautiful and hewould be having sex with her whether he was the wife or the husband.What did it ultimately matter?Ted awoke from his reverie when.