I did a little bit of digging, asked a few questions, and discovered that she was the mysterious Dr Abigail Van Pelt that I had heard off. Some kind o...f child prodigy, she had been accepted into MIT at fourteen, graduated with a double doctorate in physics and engineering two years later. Much had been expected of her, but she had apparently suffered dome kind of emotional breakdown and turned down all the research grants and corporate positions she had been offered. Instead she had disappeared. " Ohh. How cute!" She coos which is too sexy for words. I help her stand up again but don't move my arm from around her waist. She doesn't either. First down. We wander around some more.I lean in close again as we look as something else pink and flowery and don't nuzzle her neck - just close enough to want to. For her to want me to. "Oh yeah. I think I should stayed at the hotel." Why?"I shake my head, "You drivin' me crazy." This time I nuzzle. I feel her whole body shiver. "Oh yeah. That's. . Hands stroked my thighs. Hot lips nuzzled into my bush. My eyes fluttered. I stared down past my round breasts, pillowed into two jiggling mounds, to see my sisters nuzzling into my snatch. Lucilla and Bernie’s cheeks were pressed tight as their tongues licked.I groaned as they both caressed my pussy. My hands clenched on my sister’s comforter as they both licked me. Incestuous bliss rippled through my body. It swept through me, this mighty tidal wave of forbidden bliss. My sisters were. You are going to swallow every drop. And you are going to do all of that as we watch.” Watching my hesitation, she smiled. “Don’t even think of refusing. There are three of us, slut, and he is far bigger and stronger than you. Your choice is to suck him voluntarily, or we hold you down, tie you down, and watch as he fucks your ass!” My head snapped around and stared at her. The look on her face told me she wasn’t k**ding. I had seriously pissed her off lusting after her friend and this was the.