Several more passes and his mound was bare. She ran her fingertips across the skin to check out her handiwork. The electric razor, as Jess had warned ...her, did not get it bowling ball smooth like she was used to, but it was much better than the shrubbery that had been there five minutes earlier.In the meantime, Brent had grown fully aroused, what with his being bound to the bed while Emma’s naked body wiggled in between his legs while playing with his crotch. Emma didn’t comment but she’d had to. Why is it wrong?" Because I said it's wrong, that's why," I stated, frustrated by my inability to come up with a much better reason. "Because ... you're brother and sister and ... you don't do those things together..." We aren't hurting anyone..." No ... I know..." And ... I like it, Mom ... Dex does too ... not like we're fucking..." Kira Marie Peterson! Language!" Sorry," she said, sounding less chastised than I'd have liked, "but it's true ... we're just ... playing."I sat silently a moment.. When Mark came homeI hid upstairs leaving him to clean up and ducked away in the bathroom whenhe brought Reg in, it was awful. I think he was wise in saying nothing to meat the time or I would have snapped at him.Thursday night I woke up matted with sweat, I turned on the bedlamp seeingblood on my legs and the sheets, I ran straight to Marks room and he held meat arms length, told me not to touch him or Reggie, he stripped my bed andran a shower, he used the nozzle and a sponge to clean blood. He was in his 40s at least and she was barely 19. It was getting hot and musky in the small office so she pulled off her rough issue t-shirt. Her chest was flushed a bright pink and she was heaving up and down as the pleasure spread from her pussy. Her Drill Sergeant saw her top fly off and followed suit. He took unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt and loosened his tie before pulling both off in one. He had a white tank top beneath that already looked to be dotted with sweat. Making.