Her Slacks were the harem stile and they were split from the mid calf to the upper thigh, so much so she would have to have on the French cut panties ...not to be noticed. Her four-inch high heels made her look very statuesque. Sandy was dressed almost the opposite to her sister. She had on a emerald green mini-skirt cut at mid thigh. Her top was a very shiny material almost like gold colored foil. Like her older sister she too did not wear a bra at her nipples showed through almost the same as. She licked my neck. “Now, be quiet and wait.”I heard rustling and recognised the sound of a zip being undone, of shoes being removed, a drawer opening and closing. I wanted to see but, obviously, couldn’t. The next thing I knew was that Polly was behind me again, her arms around me and undoing my blouse. With her lips touching my shoulder, she opened the louse and her fingers began playing with my nipples. “You have lovely little tits.” A gentle squeeze of my left nipple. “Perky little. That was a mistake. I clenched my ass in pain. After the pain finally subsided I decided that was enough and went to sleep. For the next few weeks I watched porn and played with myself every chance I got. I watched dozens of anal videos but didn’t try it again. I was however very curious as to why all the women seemed to enjoy it some much but hurt me so bad. After a few months masterbation was getting old. I still loved it but I wanted something more. I wanted sex. But who? I. Every thrust, every up and down motion had him moaning. Every time I'd pop forward a little, I'd suck the tip of Masters’ cock. He too was starting to moan. I kept riding slowly increasing my pace as his moans also increased. Kept sucking and fucking at the same time.As he grew near his finish, he said don’t stop I'm going to cum. I took this as a cue and started bouncing harder on his cock. I was focused solely on him. I was going faster and deeper. I tried to go in deeper every thrust..