The show went very well. A good crowd and a good group always make gigs a blast. After a little bit of mingling and discussion about another show so...metime in the near future, I excuse myself and head back to my room. After I activate the lock with my card, I open the door and see a silhouette on the bed. She is there, dimly lit by candles on the nightstands. She is laying on her side with the white sheet loosely draped over her. I can see the edge of her rosy-colored areola peeking out. “Maybe a picnic in a park? Or at the beach?” Magda said. “We went to Oak Street Beach last year.”“That sounds good. I have to work on Monday, but Stephanie should be free.”“OK. And maybe dinner Monday night with the four of us?” Bengt said.“I could cook dinner if you wanted,” I said. “That way you could meet some of my friends.”“Let’s do that,” Magda said.We sat quietly for several minutes before my sister smirked at me and leaned over and planted a kiss on Bengt’s lips. He kissed her back and. Oh ... Michael ... you do it for me so well. Please don't ever leave me. I couldn't go on, now that I know why I was born."It finally happened. They both came at the same time, clutching each other in a fit of passion and lust, their fluids mixing in her vagina. Michael's mouth was on her neck sucking her as she emitted an almost undetectable scream. He held her tight in his arms, as his flaccid penis slowly, slipped from her tight vagina."Noooo. Don't take it out yet." She whispered in his. Mary finally let me breath long enough for me to say, 'more'. Again, her lips covered mine as I felt my cunt walls spasm as I was well on my way to another orgasm. John leaned forward bringing my lets to my chest, trapping them there. I felt his fingers between us as he probed my clit, folding back the hood to attack the very bud. I could feel my legs shake and my body tremble as he put all my senses on fire. I could not move or change position. I could not defend the most sensitive part of my.