“Take as much time as you like.” It wasn’t difficult. Remembering how the desire had flushed through my body under her knowing stimulation, I tr...ied to replicate every touch, every lick. When I had sucked her nipples, I remembered to press them between my fingers, noting the way she closed her eyes and concentrated on the gentle pain she seemed to enjoy. In time, I found that I could position her legs so that her knees were across my shoulders. This opened her to my eyes and mouth. There was no. I looked in the full length mirrors and was amazed I was even standing on them. She got her Hove shoes on and then turned and said one last thing and put a collar type thing with a led ring on it. We headed down this long wide hallway. I asked where it led and she said to a building behind Terrence's house that the cows are kept in. It was milking time and so I get to dive right in for the weekend. As we walked she explain that since I was without milk and new I would only be milked five times. A soft moan let her know that I was putty in her hands. Her hand then traveled down over my panties and she began to lightly massage my mound. I tried to turn to Sarah, but she stopped me. “Just enjoy this,” she whispered into my ear.She continued to gently rub my mound and traced the outline of my panties on my thighs. Then back to my mound, gently pressing now. I began to pinch my nipples harder as I became more aroused. “That’s it,” Sarah whispered, “enjoy touching yourself.” A finger now. “OK,” Wendy said. I left and went home. On the way home, I thought about it, and maybe it wasn't as big of a deal as I thought. She said 'incest is best'. So I think got courage to at least ask Ray about it, I came home and went inside. He was watching TV and I cuddled with him, we both liked that while we watched TV, but it was silent for a minute though. “Hey sis, where have you been?” Ray asked. “Just at Wendy's,” I replied. "Where's my chicken sandwich?" Ray asked. He could always make me.