.. yeah," Scott managed to get out, blushing."Doesn't sound like you're very happy about it," she said with a chuckle.His voice finally started to ret...urn and he said, "Oh, it's okay, but I'd rather be doing any number of things."She laughed at that and her laughter stoked the fire in him, making him want to keep talking, to keep her near."How is the Classic going," he asked, glad he'd been able to remember the name of the event."Oh, it's great," she gushed. "I'm having a great time and I think. First, a pair of soft black shoes, then black trousers, and a baggy but long sleeved black top, all neatly folded. Then came a fine stiletto dagger, thin pointed and sharped edged, painted mostly black to stop it catching the light. It’s threaded through two small leather loops that are attached to two wider leather loops designed to strap to the thigh and be reached through a small slit in the right of trousers, and all that is wrapped in a black length of cloth usable as a facemask. Finally. Chrissie didn’t need me to answer and with a grin lowered her gaze and her mouth to my groin as I watched her lips open to take in the head of my cock causing me to sigh with pleasure.The warmth and feel of her lips around my shaft was almost too much to bear making me think I was about to shoot my second load of the day right in her mouth! But I didn’t, and now stood, albeit with slightly shaking legs, watching my sister feasting on my cock.And my guess was that this definitely wasn’t her. He pushed the thought from his mind, instead refocusing his mind on his task of sifting through the various plastic and metal refuse that littered the sand. Something particularly shiny caught his eye, and he felt for it in the sand. Whatever it was, it was large and very metal. Something perfect to trade in the next village he came by. He began digging for it in earnest, using his handy shovel to clear the sand off of the top. After a few scoops, his shovel began clanking on the metal, and he.