Karen worked her finger in and out. Traci was stillsquealing, but there was a difference in the sound. Itwas more rhythmic, breathier actually, with a...veryerotic tonality. I fisted my cock in tempo with thatrhythm, my eyes following the slick progress of Karen’smiddle finger reaming Traci’s twat.“Oh, you bitch,” Traci gasped, “don’t do that! Youqueer cunt!”Karen giggled. I could see now that she wasn’tpinching so hard on my sister’s nipple.. I was rooted to the spot, 'No!' I shouted in my head, she can't do, she can't. How could I ever face hmy mother again after this, that's if she really knew.I went home and fortunately she and dad were in bed, 'better not be at it!' I thought irrationally. I called Frank, and asked him to come around before he went home, he was actually stood outside his house when I had made my call, he was there in 2 minutes."What's up buddy?" he said on greeting me.I went for it, "you know how we both want to. More

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