She threw her boots, jeans and finally panties away, and now they were both naked, she lay back on the grass, opening her legs and rubbing away at her...pussy, as he stood above her, stroking his dick to its full hardness. "STOP! You can't do this! Nici,please, stop it!" I pleaded, but the women told me to shut up and learn to enjoy it.Two of the biker women came over to me, saying, "Let's have some fun with the rally virgin instead!" and I watched in disbelief, craning my head, to see my beloved. He slumped down on the grass, leaning against the wall of the house and breathing erratically as he scolded himself for the thoughts in his mind. 'You fucking pervert,' he told himself, as he attempted to reconcile social taboos with the images of his scantily-dressed sister. However the tingling in his balls overpowered all inhibitions, and soon he was rising again to take another peek at his teenage sister.She had finished putting away her clothes and was tidying her dresser, as he peered. As I nibbled at the waistband of her jeans, the salty taste of her sweat became more obvious, as it had soaked up some of her fluids released by the exertion of her jog. My hands kneaded the flesh of her belly, totally engrossed by the bouncy texture and the way I could just feel the contours of the entrails that lay hidden beneath. I knew what she wanted, as I slipped my hands under the elastic waistband, sliding them around her waist to feel every inch of her. Slowly I worked them down, my. I groaned my frustration at thesight.....whilst the scent of her pussy from the knickers sent me insane!Her pussy was frothy with the fucking she had just had the juices thickand sticky on her pussy lips, pussy lips I longed to lick. Seconds laterTom appeared behind her and I watched him guide his turgid cock back intoher pussy. It was big, certainly bigger than my pathetic excuse for acock I mused. I watched it stretch her pussy lips apart as it slidinside..... slowly ever so slowly."Shit this.
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