Nevermind." She sounded far away and despondent.I peaked around the curtain, and saw her furiously scrubbing her skin with soap. She saw me, but didn'...t cover up. "Do you have a loofah? I still feel dirty." Her skin looked raw and red, and I wondered how much she had been scrubbing it."Gina, stop. You're as clean as you're going to get. Give me the soap." I held out my hand to her, and she just looked me in the eyes for a bit, before finally handing it over."I know. I know it doesn't do any. 'How about taking a look at your little cock?' he proclaimed, and grabbed my thong. 'No!', I cried. I did't want to be fully naked, I wanted to preserve some dignity. 'No?', he asked, 'don't you want everyone to see what a dirty little shemale slut you are?' 'Not really,' I replied. 'Ok, I won't cut your thong just yet, but let's see if you can be a good little girl, and I might make you a deal.' He untied me from the tree, but immediately tied my hands behind my back. Then he pulled my thong. Her pussy clenched down on my dick, increasing the friction. I shivered, plowing into her smooth depths. My dick throbbed, pleasure rippling down my shaft.My crotch smacked into her ass, the hard crystal jiggling like flesh. I stared down at her ass, pumping away hard. The crack of flesh on stone echoed through the room, drowning out my sister’s whimpers.I stared at her, just seeing the outline of her round breasts jiggling as she shuddered, both her hands shoved between her thighs, playing. They felt quite delightful as thebeautiful material caressed our sensitive nipples. We could not resistcaressing our sensitive nipples through the silky cups and we gaspedsalaciously as the silky material transmitted delightful tingles ofpleasure from our nipples down our `milk-lines? to our clitties. Both ofus sagged with lust as we savoured the overwhelming sensations of purepleasure rippling down our newly activated milk lines.?Gosh!? gulped Janice evocatively. ?Now I know what they mean by.