She looks so much like her even I was fooled. She talks like her, her voice sounds exactly like her, she kisses just like I always dreamed my sister w...ould. She's even every bit the smart ass my sister is. Do you really think I could break a heart like that? As soon as I looked into those yellow/gold eyes, I was lost; I'm so in love with her I can't see straight. I want to marry her and spend the rest of my life making her happy. Does that quiet your concerns?"Amy grinned."Yeah, but let's have. . . anyways.”I felt relief, a way to enjoy the feelings of his touch without the fear of getting pregnant or worse. I started to wank him faster, watching his foreskin move up and down. He was starting to breath faster as his hand movements quickened over me. Without hesitation, he pulled my bra up exposing my small bare breasts . . . his fingers kneading my titties, pinching my nipples, oh god, what do I do when he cums?I stood in front of him . . . as he started to wank himself to a climax.. Her words surprised them both given that a few hours ago she was a caged woman and he a lone thief, but neither could deny the bond they felt, no not love, not yet, it was an understanding and a need. No little one, call me Daddy, do you understand? Not used to a chastising command, Amelia nodded as her lower lip pushed out into a pout, though she greatly adored calling the pirate this, she was afraid she had done something wrong, but when his hand cupped her chin and his lips soothed away her. I had my clothes in a pile and perched on the seat as quickly as possible.Nikki returned to Cristi and tortured my wife further with starting at her left ankle worked her way up to Cristi’s pussy. Nikki took extra time to touch my wife and make her moan softly. The right ankle was next as Cristi was clearly excited. Up her right leg, Nikki worked her magic. When she got back to her pussy Nikki adjusted a swing arm and a good-sized phallic tool slipped between my wife’s pussy lips..