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 My Sisters and Me by Drew

   "Why is Bryan and his gang all of a sudden so obsessed with Alex?" Katie
asked the next day.  We were laying out at the beach, joined by Kelly and
Jordan - who were currently swimming in the ocean.  Maddy and her friends
had spent the morning hanging with Alex, but our younger cousin eventually
got pulled away by the young boys and Maddy and her friends went to do some
hiking.  I knew why the boys were spending so much time around Alex, but I
wasn't going to tell Katie about the scene I had witnessed.

   "Upset they're no longer tormenting you?" I asked.

   "Ha, shut up!" Katie was in a better mood today.  "I still need to get
that shower video from Brian, by the way."

   I nodded.

   "You gonna help me with that?" She asked.

   "I mean, just like the issue with Kyle having those recordings, I'm sure
it's been backed up by now," I said.  Katie brushed it off.

   "Bet you'd like to get your hands on that video," she commented.

   "Sure would," I said.

   Katie brushed my arm.  "Maybe one day I'll send you one," she winked.

   "Uh huh," I laughed.

   "I'm serious!" she said.  Then she got up and sauntered into the ocean.

   The four of us swam and soaked up the sun throughout most of the
afternoon.  Afterward, Kelly was beat and went for a nap.  Katie
disappeared, I'm not sure where to.  Maddy and her friends were finished
with their hike and were now laying out on the beach themselves.  Jordan's
back was bothering him and he went to try and get sorted out by the yoga
instructor at Katie's recommendation.

   I decided to catch up on some sleep myself, while everyone else was
busy. I got up to our hotel room but then realized my key was missing.  I
figured I probably left it at the beach and went down to grab another from
the front desk.  Luckily, I had my wallet and ID handy.  I went back up to
the room and swiped myself in.  I was not expecting to find what I found.

   Katie was handcuffed to my bed.  Her arms spread wide with a cuff on
each post.

   "What the - !" I uttered.

   "SHHHHHH!!!" Katie whispered, smiling.  She was wearing a loose T shirt
and a pair of short cotton shorts.

   "Who did this to you?!  Brian and them?!" Here, let me get you out," I
said, thinking I was going to be some hero.

   "Seriously, dude?" Katie's smile faded but she wasn't upset.  More
dumbfounded by how thick I was.

   "What?"

   "No one did this to me.  Least of all, Brian haha," she said. "But....."

   "I'm horny A.  F....." She said matter-of-factly.  Then, her voice
transitioned to a more sexy and breathy tone.  "and helplessly," she yanked
on the handcuffs, "tied up."

   "oooooohhhh," it finally clicked with me.  I'm pretty sure I saw Katie
quickly roll her eyes.

   "So, what are you going to do to me?" She asked.

   I was already getting hard.  And only wearing a swimsuit, so it was
obvious to see.

   "Mmmmm," Katie's sultry smile was back as she eyed my erection.

   I slowly advanced on my older sister and began caressing her smooth,
exposed legs.  She bucked a bit and moaned with pleasure as my hands found
their way up her thighs.  They found their way to her backside and I
squeezed and pinched her ass.

   "Please, don't hurt me!" She begged.

   "Am I hurting you?"

   Her eyes rolled again.  This time in a much more exaggerated manner. 
"Drew?  Seriously, what the fuck?"

   "Ohh errrr, right.  Sorry,"

   "Just....shut up.  Keep going.  Just stop talking," Katie laughed to
herself and laid her head back on the pillow.

   I continued.  I began kissing in between her thighs and she began subtly
moaning again.  I made my way up to her shirt and lifted it up, exposing
her white bra.

   "Ahhh no!" Katie feigned embarrassment.  "Please don't undress me!" She
said.

   By now, I had (finally) caught on to her game.  My dick was at full
salute.  I pulled out it out for her.

   "Ohhh my God!" Her eyes went wide.  "What are you gonna do with THAT!"
she kept her eyes fixated on my cock.  Katie was a good actress.  But I
could tell by her pupils going big and black that she was actually enjoying
how hard I was.

   I kissed her flat, tanned stomach and inched closer to the waistband of
her shorts.  Then I stopped and went back up to her bra.  I slipped my hand
behind her and unhooked her strap.  I pulled the straps off and revealed my
sister's round, big boobs.

   "Ahhh!" She squealed.

   I went right to playing with them.  I slapped her tits around and
watched them jiggle side to side, before admiring them as they reclaimed
their resting position.  With both her arms stretched out they sat even
higher on her chest than normal.  Goddamn her jugs were incredible.  I
began kissing and licking her nipples and she caressed my stiff cock with
her foot.

   I kissed her chest and made my way back down to her belly button and
beyond.  I grabbed her cotton shorts and pulled them off her waist and down
to her thighs - but I was startled by what I revealed.  Katie was wearing a
set of bikini-cut, white underwear.  But she had drawn that stupid smiley
face on the front of them.

   "Hahahaha!" She began snickering as she saw my reaction.

   "Seriously?" I asked.

   "What?!  It's funny," she said.

   "It's not that funny," I said.

   "Yeah, apparently he doesn't think so either," Katie motioned her eyes
back and forth from my dick, which was rapidly shrinking in size.

   "See, ya ruined the mood," I said.

   "Aww no I didn't, c'mon, this was hot!"

   "Did you really ruin a pair of panties just to pull this prank?"

   "Meh, they weren't that expensive.  And it was worth it to see your
face!" She laughed.  "C'mon, keep going, before Jordan finishes his
workout."

   "Alright, whatever." I said, a bit dejected.  I was completely soft now.
I went back to her tits to try and work it back up.  I kissed and fondled
Katie's boobs for a couple minutes but it was a no go for my little guy.

   "Fuck these things," I said with frustration, and I ripped Katie's
underwear down and off her hips.  I put my face right up against my
sister's pussy.  My tongue found her clit, and massaged to the sounds of
her moans.  I took a step back to fully take in the site in front of me.

   You'd think seeing my sis tied up, butt naked would do the trick, but my
penis remained lifeless.  She even spread her legs and flashed her sexy
little slit for a few seconds, smiling as she did so.  Nothing.

   "What's going on down there?" Katie seemed disappointed now.

   "Your stupid panties is what's going on, I told you.  Moment's ruined!"
I was embarrassed about my shortcomings, and blaming them on Katie felt
right, even though it was my own shame and guilt causing the issues.

   "You're really that bothered by them?  Why?" Katie asked, in a more
serious manner.

   "I don't know," I said simply.  I crossed my arms, but realized pouting
wasn't a good look.  "Look, Frank's story...I don't know.  There's some
similarities...you know...to me.  That's all."

   Katie was smiling again but this wasn't a sexual, flirtatious smile. 
More of an amused, surprised smile.  "What, just cause you're my brother?
Dude, you're nothing like that creep.  I want to do this," she motioned
down at her buck-naked body.  "Those girls didn't."

   Well, Ara certainly didn't want me filming her, I thought.

   "He was creeping on his sisters in the shower and shit, Drew.  As far as
I know, you're not planting cameras in my bathroom.  And trust me I'd find
that shit, and kill you if you did,"

   Gulp

   "Only time you creeped on me in the showers was at soccer - and on
spring break with everybody else.  And that was innocent pranking!  Also, I
kinnnnda liked it," Katie laughed timidly.  "So, we gonna finish this shit
or what?"

   Katie made me feel slightly better about everything.  But I still wasn't
hard.

   "Come here," it's like she could read my mind.  "Here, put it in my
mouth."

   Oh my god.

   Katie opened her mouth and I plopped my cock in there.  She slurped and
sloshed my soft dick around, and it felt warm and wet and incredible, but
it still wasn't working.  After a few minutes, I gave up and pulled out. 
Katie really looked disappointed now.

   "It's alright," she said.  "Shit happens, we prolly gotta get cleaned up
anyway."

   I backed off and began quickly getting dressed.

   "Drew, uncuff me.  Keys are in the nightstand," Katie commanded.

   A nasty smirk appeared on my face.

   "Drew....."

   I didn't move.

   "I will FUCKING kill you, Drew.  Let me out, I'm serious!"

   I started laughing, but made no motion to free her.

   "Drew, I will literally scream and say you tied me up if you don't let
me go in the next 30 seconds."

   I stood still.

   "And they'll see the smiley face!  Think of ALL the weird questions
you'll have to answer!"

   That's what did it.  I believed Katie would absolutely carry out these
threats.  I opened the nightstand and found the keys.  I un-cuffed Katie's
wrists and she quickly dressed herself.

   I watched, longer than I should, and she noticed.

   "Alright, I take it back, maybe you are as pervy as ol Paco."







   The big day of the wedding had come.  Most the women spent the morning
getting pampered.  The spa, hair and makeup, getting dressed, and whatever
else they were up to, took hours.  This meant Jordan and I and the other
men were free to hang out amongst each other.

   We shared a drink and cigar with Jim, chilling on the deck on the edge
of the forest, and shooting the shit.  The men brought up their thrill of
seeing Ara a few nights prior.  All their warnings about fooling around
with the younger girls had seemed to go out the window now that they had
seen the cute Asian girl in all her glory.  I was surprised Jim was talking
so freely with Brian around.  I guess he figured his eldest boy was old
enough to hear this stuff.  For once in his life, Brian remained quiet,
listening intently to our conversation.  The men asked us to set up an
encore performance after the reception tonight.

   "Haha, think that ship has sailed," I chuckled.

   "Maybe we'll get Kenzie again," Jordan said.

   "That the little one with freckles?" Kevin asked.

   "Yup," Jordan answered.

   "Wouldn't mind seeing that again," Kevin laughed.

   "That was so funny when you drew the smiley face on her underwear!"
Brian said excitedly.

   "Haha, yeah," Jordan said, somewhat sheepishly as the older guys looked
at him curiously.

   "Hey, what about y'all?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

   "What about us?" Jim said.

   "I mean, how come you guys can't get Emily or Amira to partake?" I
asked. Jim instantly guffawed.

   "Ha!  Kid, these chicks ain't your wives!  Once you're married, you'll
understand." Kevin scoffed as well.

   "Weak." I mumbled.  I wasn't happy about being referred to as "kid,"
either.

   "And like I said, Amira's got PTSD from her high school stripping
pranks. Ya already seen her, anyway, Drew."

   "What now?!" Jordan asked, excitedly.  Brian also perked up.

   "Yeah, Drew here 'walked in' on her changing at Thanksgiving," Kevin
explained.  "Always just happens to be in the right place when these things
go down." He winked at me.

   "Hey, I didn't walk in on anyone," I said.  "Your daughter ripped the
door open when she was changing."

   "Maybe we ought to talk to Kiara!" Brian said, referring to the toddler
and laughing his head off.  Jim gave him a stern look and the boy's grin
faded.

   "Well, whatever happens, tonight's gonna be a great night.  I can feel
it," Kevin said.  The others nodded.  "I'm happy for ya Jim." Kevin smiled
and lifted his glass.  "To Jim and Emily," he toasted.

   "To Jim and Emily," the rest of us followed suit.





   We split up and Jordan and I went to get a lift in.  The gym itself was
sparse.  We did run into Maddy and her friends as well as Alex.  They were
wearing robes and were exiting the spa.  Some other wedding guests were
hanging around as well, getting a relaxing morning in before the ceremony.
The yoga instructor was apparently about to start a session.

   "Your family's cool as shit bro," Jordan said, as he was finishing up.
"Can't believe how chill they were with all our rowdiness.  My uncles
would've killed me if they caught me messing around like that," he laughed.

   "Yeah....I don't know.  Think the wedding atmosphere and all these
smokes hanging around got them a bit riled up," I laughed.

   "True.  They're right about one thing though, tonight's gonna be a
blast," Jordan said.  "Head back up?"

   "You go ahead," I said.  "I'm gonna hop on the treadmill and hit up the
sauna," I said.  I was hoping he wouldn't volunteer to join me.  I really
wanted to be alone and just clear my mind of everything.  Get in the right
headspace for the wedding.

   "Word.  Yeah, I'm gonna head up, shower, and chill.  I'll catch ya
later." Jordan grabbed a towel and walked out.

   Nice.  I said goodbye to Jordan and started my jog.  I ran for about a
half hour.  Once I was finished, I exited the gym and walked over to the
sauna.  The open area between the spa, gym, yoga and locker rooms was
deserted.  I guess that meant the yoga class must have started.  I entered
the sauna and sweat out.

   And now, it was time to get ready for the show.  I cleaned up, and dried
off the sweat.  I threw a robe on and figured I'd shower in the privacy of
our hotel suite, as opposed to the public shower.  When I walked back out
into the open area, I came to find that the show had already begun.

   "UMMMMMMPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHH!!!!  UMMMMMMPPPPHHHHHHH!!!!"

   I heard muffled screams, and turned my head to see who they were coming
from.  It was Alex.  She was tied up in a crude manner with the use of jump
ropes.  Both her arms were spread up and away from her body, in a crucifix
fashion.  She had a small cloth shoved in her mouth.  She appeared to only
be wearing a towel, and guess what was drawn on it.  That stupid fucking
smiley face . "Oh shit!" I let out, when I saw her.  Alex made eye contact
with me, and continue to let out stifled noises.  She looked terrified, as
well as angry, but it also seemed as if she was asking for my help.

   My thoughts raced.  Every intelligent sense I had was telling me to just
get the fuck out of there.  This wasn't my problem.  I didn't do it.  I
wasn't responsible....But I couldn't just abandon her like that.

   Alex was trying desperately not to move.  The towel was wrapped around
her torso, underneath her arms.  It didn't look that secure, and any little
motion would mean giant problems for her.  My eyes couldn't help but linger
on her smooth, creamy legs.  Alex rarely showed them off.

   "UMMMPHHHHH!!!  UMPPPHHHHH!!!!!" She pleaded.

   I walked over to her, with caution.

   "BOOO!" Brian and his buddies jumped out from around the corner.  I
flinched, and they laughed.

   "Drew, check it out!" Brian exclaimed.  The kid looked like Joffrey
Baratheon, beaming with pride as he relished in the torture of his hot
older cousin.

   "What the fuck are you doing?!" I whispered.  I wanted to slap the
little brat.

   "What?  Kev is gonna LOVE this!  Didn't you hear him talking earlier?"

   "Yeah!  About girls that are out of high school!  That AREN'T his own
niece!"

   "UMPPPPHHHHH!!!" Alex cried.  She stared at Brian with absolute ferocity
in her eyes.

   "Whatever!  He'll be looking!  And once you see what's underneath that
towel, you will too!" Brian high-fived Phillip.  "Kev's finishing up that
yoga class ANY minute now!"

   "You DO realize there's women in that class, too?" I said.  "Probably
MOSTLY women!"

   "So?"

   "God, you're a fucking idiot!  You'll be banned from the family once
they see what you've done.  Aunt Nancy may ACTUALLY murder you!"

   "They'll get over it.  They didn't say anything about all the stuff
you've done!  Nothing happened after Spring Break with your sister either!"
Brian argued.  He still was wearing an ear-to-ear grin, as he admired he
and his gang's jump rope knots.

   Goddamn this kid was dumb.  Nothing was getting through his adolescent,
hormone-drunk brain.

   "UMMPPPPPHHHHH!!!!" Alex's yells were getting more desperate.

   I went over to start untying her.  I started with her right wrist, but
the little hellions had tied a ton of little knots.

   "What are you doing!?" Brian said.

   "What's it look like I'm doing!?" I whispered back.  "Getting her out of
this before we're ALL fucked."

   "She deserves it though!  She broke my phone!" Brian continued to
oppose.

   "Cause you had pictures of her naked on it!  And were blackmailing her!"
I said.  I was really struggling with these knots.  If we had time, I would
have just ran and grabbed some scissors.  But it was getting close to 11:00
AM sharp - when the class let out.  On top of this, time wasn't our only
issue.  Alex's towel was loosening.  It was slipping, ever so slightly,
down her chest.  Her cleavage was popping into sight and I tried as hard as
could not to look because my dick was stiffening.  Of course, I thought,
annoyed.  I wouldn't have any issues in a moment like this.

   "Alright everyone, enjoy the wedding!" I heard the yoga instructor
announce.

   FUCK.

   Brian and his buddies dipped into a nearby maintenance closet.  I was
panicking.  There's no way I could get caught in this predicament.  My eyes
met Alex's.

   "I'm sorry!" I whispered.

   Her eyes went wide underneath her glasses and she shook her head no. 
But I had to go.

   "Drew!" Brian waved me over to their closet and I dipped in just in
time.

   My heart was beating out of control.  Thank God we could lock the door
from the inside.  There was a grate above the door that Brian, Phillip, and
I could see out of.  The smaller boys weren't tall enough, and voiced their
displeasure.

   "Shut up!" Brian elbowed one of them.

   "I'll film it, be quiet!" Phillip whispered.  The boys shut up.

   The three of us stared intently out of the grate, waiting for mayhem. 
We heard some chatter closing in on us.  The adults were about to turn the
corner...

   "What the ?!" Some dude from Emily's side was the first one to see Alex.
He looked shocked, and confused.  A couple of his buddies popped up behind
him.

   "What is that?!" One of them started laughing, pointing at the smiley
face.

   "Is she part of the wedding?" Another said.

   Alex was no longer "ummmmphhhhhing." She was dead silent, and terrified.
It looked like her towel had slid down even further from when I was next to
her.  She continued to try and remain as calm as possible, but I could see
her respirations increasing, her chest rising with each breath.

   "Alex!?" Kevin appeared.  As I predicted, he didn't seem amused.  I gave
Brian a look, but he ignored me.  Kevin was joined by Amira at his side. 
"Who did this?!" Kevin said.

   "Oh, you poor thing!  Here, let me help." Amira said.

   "Ummmmppppphhhhh!" Alex finally let out a muted scream, shaking her head
no.  Her towel was really slipping now.

   "What's going on?" Jim said, as he turned into the open area.  "Whoah!"
He cried out.

   "Someone help her!  For crying out loud!" A woman I vaguely recognized
said.

   More and more people piled into the area.  How many people were in this
class?!

   And then, the voice I feared most echoed through the hall.

   "What's all this fuss about?" Nancy said.  She and my mom waltzed out of
the yoga room.

   I honestly could see the steam coming out of Nancy's ears when she
spotted her daughter.  Her face turned plum purple, and she stepped
forward, silently.  Alex saw her mom and dread arose in her eyes.  The
towel slipped a bit, and she tried to adjust herself.  But it was futile.

   "UUMPPPNNNNOOOOO UMMMMMNNNNNNOOOOOOO UMMNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!" I could make
out Alex's cries as she continued shaking her head.  Time stood still for a
moment, and then it happened.

   The towel dropped to the floor and Alex was BUTT ASS naked in front of
the yoga class!

   "OH SHIT!" One of the guys cried out with joy.

   "UMMMMHPHHHHH!!!!  UMMPPPPPPHHHHHH!!!!!  UMMMPHHHHHHHH!!!" Alex screamed
in horror as it was Thanksgiving all over again.  But this time, she had no
free hands to cover.  Her big tits with those pink ghost nipples looked
amazing.  I was beginning to notice how good a girl's boobs looked when her
arms were tied up and away from her chest.  They were propped up, saluting
the crowd.

   Despite everything that had happened at our last gathering, including
her mother's disapproval, I was thrilled to see Alex continued to shave her
pussy bald.  There's just something about a sheltered, nerdy girl with a
bare shaven vagina.  And I wasn't the only one enjoying it.  I could see
most of the men, including Jim and Kevin, were looking below the poor
girl's waist.  Alex noticed this as well, and crossed her right thigh upper
and over her left leg, desperately trying to hide her kitty.  Her titties
jiggled delightfully as she did so.

   I felt Brian give me a nudge as he nodded down at the little tent in his
shorts.  He was so proud of it.  I discretely covered my own.

   "I wanna see!!  Let me see!" Adam, the smallest brother, began whining.

   "Shut up!" Phillip said.

   "You're gonna get us caught," I whispered, sternly at him.

   Nancy was a bull that had seen red.  She aggressively tried to make her
way to her daughter but her path was congested.  Amira was also trying to
help.

   Meanwhile, Alex was struggling to balance on one leg while the other leg
tried to preserve her modesty.  I noticed her left leg was beginning to
shake, and sure enough, it gave out on her.  She uncrossed her right leg,
planted it back on the floor, and put that buck-naked vagina back on FULL
display. Alex stood there, tied up, and helpless in full frontal
humiliation for about 15 seconds as all the men soaked in priceless looks
at her tits and pussy.  Phillip had his phone held up to the grate and
zoomed in to capture head-to-toe nudity.  I saw that he also had a little
rager going in his shorts.  Alex's pale, ivory skin was glowing,
accentuated by the flushes of pink around her cheeks, nipples, and coochie.
She looked angelic.

   Finally, the women got to Alex.  But the show wasn't over.  Nancy and
Amira struggled, just as I had, to untie the knots.

   "Oh, come ON Amira!" Nancy voiced her frustrations.  "I thought you were
supposed to be a doctor?!"

   Amira side-eyed the bitch, but said nothing, continued to focus on the
left wrist knot.  The two women were blocking most of Alex, but every once
in awhile a shot of her private parts came back into sight.

   "HERE!  YOU UNTIE.  I'LL COVER HER!" Nancy shouted.  She picked the
towel up off the floor, and held it in front of her daughter.  She turned
back to see that the entire yoga class was still in the hall.  Not a single
person had left.  And a few of the men from Emily's side had their phones
out.

   "WHAT ARE YOU PERVERTS STILL DOING HERE?!!!" Nancy exploded.  "SHE'S IN
HIGH SCHOOL!!"

   That was enough to scare the crowd.  They began to disperse, chatting
excitedly amongst each other.

   Once the hallway had emptied, Nancy relaxed the towel.  She tossed it
back on the floor to re-focus on the right wrist.  In doing so, she
unknowingly put Alex's bare naked body back on show for those of us in the
closet.

   "NICE!" Phillip whispered with enthusiasm.

   "Holy FUCK her bare pussy's so hot!" Brian exclaimed.

   It was, but I said nothing.  We weren't out of this yet.

   "UMMMMPHHHHHH!!!" UMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!!" Alex muffled, looking directly
at us when Nancy re-exposed her.

   "Oh, sweetie I'm sorry but it's just Amira and me.  We need to get you
out of these ropes."

   "UMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH!"

   "What is it!?" Nancy grabbed the cloth gag and pulled it out of Alex's
mouth.  Alex was still staring right at us.  Oh no.

   "It's........" Alex paused.  My heart was about to explode out of my
chest.  This was it.  We were done.  ".....Nothing.  I'd just rather be
covered, okay?" She finished.  Whew.  I REALLY owed her one.  I'm sure if
Brian and the boys were alone, she would've ratted them out.

   "WHO DID THIS?!" Nancy boomed.

   "Brian and his friends," Alex said with anger, and without hesitation.

   "WHERE ARE THOSE LITTLE BRATS!?"

   "....I don't know, they ran off.  Please put the towel back up!" Alex
begged.  Her legs were squirming around, back and forth.  She knew we were
getting an extended, unobstructed look at her little pussy.  As well as her
big titties.  I commended her for suffering through it.

   "Oh, just stop it with the towel!" Nancy commanded.  "Amira's a doctor,
and I'm your mother!....  And I've already noticed you've kept shaving it,
BY THE WAY!!" She pointed at her daughter's privates.

   "UGGGGHHHHHH!" Alex groaned as she continued to look over at us with
dismay.

   "Hahaha duuuuude!" Brian giggled.

   Amira even cringed.  At first, I thought she was going to say something,
but I guess she figured it wasn't her place.  She just played dumb and
focused on the knot.  She was making some headway.

   "I mean why do it, unless you're letting boys see you like that?" Nancy
continued.  "There's LITERALLY, NO other reason!  Hell, even slutty little
Maddy keeps her pubic hairs!  You look like a little girl!"

   "Whaaaaa?" Brian gaped.  He looked at me.  "No way that's true?" He
asked.

   I shrugged.  "Don't look at me!" I played dumb.

   "No, no, mom STOP!" Alex squealed.

   "Yes, that's ENOUGH Nancy!" Amira said.

   "This doesn't concern you, Amira.  You raise your daughter however you
want, and I'll do the same."

   Amira rolled her eyes.  She nearly had Alex's left wrist free.  But my
poor cousin's exposure wasn't over.  The yoga instructor had apparently
cleaned up the room and strolled out into the hallway.  It didn't take him
long to spot the naked teenage girl strapped to the wall.  His gaze
lingered on her goodies.

   "Eh!  Eh!  Excuse me," he apologized, and looked away when Nancy turned
to face him.

   "Well, ya get a good look?!" Nancy shouted, and shooed him away.

   Finally, Amira completed untying the knots.  Alex instantly shot her
hand down to cup her cooch.

   "Heh!" Nancy let out a loud, obnoxious sigh.

   Alex was now able to completely turn her body around to face the wall
while Amira went to work on the right wrist.  I guess she no longer wanted
her front side exposed, but now she showed us her pale bare butt for the
first time.

   "Niiiiiiiiiccccccceeeeee," Brian said, welcoming his first views.

   Alex's ass wasn't quite as stunning as her tits and puss.  A bit
squarish, but cute nonetheless.  She kept her freed left arm draped down
the center of it.

   The boys and I remained hidden in the closet for the next 5 minutes
while Amira finished freeing Alex.  We kept as quiet as we could, enjoying
our cousin's bare backside to pass the time.  Once she was free, Alex
quickly picked the towel back up and wrapped it around her.  We got another
full ass shot in the process, but she was careful to not flash her front
side for us.  She ran off, presumably back to her hotel room.

   Nancy looked at Amira with disdain.  I'm not sure why.  Amira, after
all, did all the work in freeing her daughter.  I guess Nance needed
someone to blame and Amira was the closest person in sight.  Amira didn't
seem too bothered.

   "I'm going to finish getting ready for the ceremony," she said calmly.

   "You go right ahead.  I need to find those little brats!" Nancy said.

   I turned to look at the boys.

   "Gulp," was all they could say.