I felt a flood of warmth grow between them and knew I would be dripping soon. I peered towards the corner of the bedroom, watching the droplets flow slowly down the glass window, romanticizing of the beautiful connection between rain and pleasure. Before I knew it, he was in front of me, holding chains.

It was a wild experience after that as it quickly escalated from the plug to his cock. I felt so delirious as he went into me slowly, his broadness engulfing me. I wrapped my legs around him, letting him fill me in a way I’d never felt before.

I felt his eyes watching us with admiration, and that turned me on even more. He then grabbed the red rope from his bag, and wrapped one of our wrists together as we knelt still kissing, touching each other’s soft skin.

After we had several mouth orgasms from the sushi, we went back to her place in Pasadena. We sat on the couch and had a glass of wine before she asked if she could give me a tour. I knew what she really meant by that, and smirked as I followed her to her bedroom. Once we got there, she set down my glass, and brought me onto her bed full of fluffy pillows. We zealously took off each other’s clothes and when her breasts touched my skin for the first time, I didn’t want to let them go.

I leaned against the shower door as he approached me from behind, his fingertips grazing my nipple piercing, electrifying my nervous system with pleasure. He kissed my neck, then my collarbone, and then spun me around to put his warm tongue on mine again, our bodies melting into one another’s.

As sis and I have been venturing around New Zealand, I catch myself in awe of her beauty, but more aware of her personification as a woman. Looking at the Southern Alps, I recognize a woman’s curves. In the bodies of water, I see her glistening skin. The sharp edges of Fox Glacier make me cherish her strong tone.