Fay tried to speak but could only make a dry, choking sound. ‘Don’t try to lie, Fay. I’ve seen what you’ve been looking at on MY computer. I�...�ve been in your room — your mattress smells of PISS.’ Her voice started to rise as she broke away from Fay and pulled the cane out from where she had tucked it into the back of her tight jeans. ‘And I found THIS!’ Tears started to well in Fay’s eyes, but her entrancing boobs were now tipped by some hardening, pink nipples. ‘I…I mean…Nadia…’ ‘Shut up, you. ." I'm sorry," I said. "You told me not to knock. I should have let you know I was coming over. I didn't mean to embarrass you." But, I'm ... I was..." I'd never seen Doug at such a loss. In fact, it was the first time I'd ever seen Doug between his sister's legs. It was Sandy who jumped out of bed and grabbed me before I could turn to go."We were just celebrating. That's okay, isn't it, Brian?" she said. "Come and join us." She gave me a quick kiss and led me over to the bed. It finally sank. “I took the liberty of booking a room, I didn’t think you would mind!” he purred Oh that voice. I was a sucker for accents; I didn’t prefer any particular one, only if your accent suited you then I would be in a puddle on the floor. Dave’s accent suited him SO well. I was never going to be able to say no now he had spoken. Any butterflies I had had disappeared when he opened his mouth. Clasping my hand in his huge hand (Wonder if all they say is true does hand size correspond to ….Well I was. .I’ve always loved sex on the rougher side, so this is an unexpected turn up for the books, as I feel the early stages of an orgasm rise through my body.John now has me fully upright and is whispering more dirty comments in my ear, and I can feel the hot blast of air from his nostrils, as he pants away to his exertions. I’m responding with dirty talk too, reminding him what a cheating bastard he is, and how he has a wife at home but he can’t stop fucking me, and how much I want to feel his.