If she can live with the fact that I'll be part of the marriage, that is." Pretty sure of yourself, aren't you," I teased."Damned straight."Becky and ...I still hadn't gone all the way. We had oral sex a couple of times a week and we masturbated each other more often than that. Something had always held us back from having intercourse.Becky and I started thinking seriously about Karen. I knew I was falling for her, so I asked Becky how she felt about her."I think Karen is very special. I think I. After all I HAD been challenged. However, as we removed each other’s clothing, I had a major flash about Tammy.It caused me to completely rethink and I decided to give her what Mary calls ‘the full Charlie experience’.I started off with a lusty kiss, that took both of our breaths away.I worked my way down her luscious little blonde body, starting with light kisses on her neck, nibbling her earlobes and teasingly licking and sucking her large nipples that were perched on top of her luscious. Greenberg ordered and walked away. The sun burned down on me mercilessly. I had no idea how long I had been working. There was no need for naughty fantasies to distract me though, the dildo and plug did enough of that, but I almost cried out disappointment when my thighs started to cramp yet the jute bag was only halfway filled. I gradually became aware of soft, mewling sounds, and I dared to kneel upright and look over my shoulder. My breath hitched. Mrs. Greenberg was sitting on a comfy. “Yeah, them, too.”“Can I ask you a personal question?” he asked.“Sure.”“How did it feel?”“Feel?”“How did it make you feel to know that you were having sex with your sister?”I reflected on that for a few seconds. I hadn’t actually tried to think about that, before this. My memories of it all were happy/fuzzy/ecstatic/uh-oh/danger, all mixed up.“I think it was different with each one,” I said, finally.“I’d be interested in hearing why,” he said.“Why?” I asked.He looked away.“It’s not a.