Moaning slightly, I close my eyes and drop to the floor onto my knees. Cupping my pussy, I feel how damp my barely-there panties are. My fingers are i...nstantly coated with my sweet, sweet honey and I bring them to my lips, painting them with my pleasure. She kept me on edge all night and I know she wanted me to tell her to use me. I wanted her to use me, I still do. Why did I tell her no? I don’t want to be a good girl, so why am I torturing myself like this?My body continues to sway, giving. "Lindsay," Carol started, "are you sexually attracted to him because he is your brother or because he has a "beautiful cock" as you put it, or because you have been lonely and needing some sexual attention?" I am attracted to him because he is attractive and all those things in spite of his being my brother. Taking care of him while he was hurt only brought us close enough to each other to see each other as needy human beings too. I didn't see him as my brother. I saw him as a vulnerable man. "Amy has volunteered to be our servant during the game." He looked at her with sarcastic enjoyment...."Now you're just gonna' keep the beer and food coming aren't you sweetheart and whatever else we want."Amy produced a fake smile, and nodded her head rapidly. She loathed her enslavement, but had learned quite some time back that she was trapped here, and had no choice but to endure her lot.She was naked, and her furry brunette vaginal bush glistened with her inner juices.I motioned. I assumed shewas flirting at least. That was the kind of girl who could ask aboutthe weather and it would look like flirting. I started re-adjusting thedials.There's an alarming suddenness when you swap yourself. It's like, yourexpectng something to be different, but your brain expects atransitional period and it doesn't get that. You're just suddenly verydifferent and your brain can't keep up. The fact that you have newnerves doesn't help. Everything always feels so weird and foreign untilyour.