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“I need water.” I said, still gasping for breath. He grabbed some tissues and cleaned the cum off his hand and from the tip of his cock. Then he headed out of the room, not bothering to get dressed. When he returned and handed me the bottle, he chuckled, “Damn, Sis, you’re a mess. I’ll get you a wet cloth.” “No! I’ll clean up later. Just leave it for now. I like having it on me.” And then I confessed to him, “Ben, I’ve never cum like that before . . . so many times . . . so many great ones. Thank you.” And then he began pulling on his trunks, “I’m going for a swim. You can have the shower. Don’t fall asleep like that. Mom will be home soon.” I thought Monday would never come. I did enjoy teasing Ben all weekend though. I’d give him a teasing wink when our parents weren’t looking, and I even squeezed my tits a couple of times. We weren’t supposed to be at masturbating the twins’ house until eleven, so that gave me almost all morning with just me and Ben in the house. I knocked on his bedroom door clit less than a minute after Mom and Dad left for work. He didn’t answer so I opened his door enough to peek inside. Ben was still sound asleep. I left, but I didn’t close his bedroom door. I just made orgasm my way downstairs and went into the den. For the first time, I went behind Dad’s wet bar and surveyed the contents. Sure enough, there was a large bottle of Vodka there. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of ice and some OJ from the fridge. And then I spiked it with some of the Vodka. I just sat tits in Dad’s recliner, sipping the drink and wondering what might take place at the twins’ pool later. What had they meant by “special things”? Just as I was finishing my OJ, I got a text from Tina. It read “Come on over, but just you.” I texted her back, “On my way.” pussy When I entered through the side gate, they were already sitting outside. There were three glasses on the table. “Better hurry and drink up. You’re going to need it.” I didn’t tell them I’d just had a glass of spiked OJ. “Oh, why am I going to need it? What are we going to do?” I sat on the street corner waiting for my ride when a squad car showed up. Another splash of cum hit the bowl and her pussy kept dripping cum. “No chance. I leaned forward and took as much as I could clit but I was nowhere close to taking it all. I said with hope. “I should be upset about that, but I’m not. "If I can help masturbating . . . Pallus's daughter was then trapped for all eternity in a marble statue. My load shot up into the air, and she chuckled with glee. My left hand clutched at the headboard. As I continued to squeeze her breast I could pussy feel her whole chest rising and falling quickly in pace to her excited breathing. My other hand reached down between his tits legs and I located his dangling orgasm genitals. I still can’t believe how much you’ve changed. Trapped in a small part of her mind screamed to get out. Oh don’t worry, this will be our little secret. To be continued... Then used skin glue to close it back up. “Being able to hold your breath.