Her wetness was growing. She did the best to hide it but the light moans every time hands touched between her legs and brushed her nipples was too muc...h. Two hands pulled against her inner thighs, forcing her legs to separate, the consistent brushing that got firmer with each pass across her clit made her hips rise, inviting the touch. Her heartbeat quickened the inner walls of her pussy felt warm and so wet. What these men were doing with their hands had her on the edge of bursting in orgasm.. “So tell me darling, which of them do you like?”“I like you,” I mumbled.“Oh darling, don’t be like that. I’m not sexually jealous, I want you to have fun. You’re not the possessive type are you?” She looked worried.“Er no, it’s just that I’m new to this.”“Don’t worry darling, so tell me who you liked?’ a mischevious grin on her face.“I liked all of them,” I said, turning bright-red.“You dirty boy, I bet you’ve been surfing shemale porn.”Bright-red again.“I knew it the moment I met. How was I enjoying this? My sister was being violated. I am a sick son of a bitch. But I couldnt help it. My dick was raging in my shorts. I heard movement and I refocused on what was happening in Allies bed. Allie had climbed back up to Curt and began to kiss him passionately. Curt kept his hands on her head and massaged it through her curly, blond hair as he shoved his tongue down her throat. Their naked bodies were rubbing against each other, without an inch of space between them. While. The slight soreness in her ravaged genitals was a small enough price to pay for the adulterous way that she had behaved that morning."Don't think about it, just don't think about it, or you're going to start crying again," she said aloud, finding comfort in the sound of a human voice, even her own, in the house. She had spent most of the afternoon weeping as she lay stretched out on the bed, reliving her shame and guilt over and over again, but not even that great flood of tears could soften.