Abby gets what Abby wants

"Abby we are trying to eat here, please stop playing with Lauren and Rachel at the table. You do it every meal." You could hear an angry voice chastising Abby, that you knew belonged to your older sister Logan.

"Logan, Abby has come home from a hard day of training and studying, she is entitled to have a little bit fun with her sister. Lauren as always was enjoying herself a little too much and should be quieter like Rachel." Your Mum quickly jumped to Abby's defence, her statement hurtful and awfully familiar.

By this point you had opened your eyes and you could see Logan was about to say something else. You could feel fear rise up in your chest you needed to stop this before something went really wrong, though you weren't yet sure what. You anxiously interrupted Logan before she could say anything legible "I'm really really sorry for ruining dinner for everyone, I shouldn't be such a slut. I'll try my best to not do it again, after dinner I will do all of the chores tonight."

You again shut your eyes in a mixture of embarrassment, anxiety and fear. You just called your self a slut in-front of your whole family, is that really what you thought of yourself? You could hear your mom and dad accept your apology and tell you not to call yourself a slut again. You still felt like you couldn't breath as you started feeling worse as your chest constricted, more and more. At this point you were honestly thinking of crying, until Abby flicks her toe against your pussy playfully and its like a weight has been taken off your shoulders allowing you to finally breath. She wasn't angry with you, why did that calm you down so much ? You tried to contemplate it but another extension of Abby's leg had you let out a small moan. Thankfully if anyone noticed they didn't say anything.

You still hadn't opened your eyes, you were just paying attention to Abby foot brush and flick against you while trying desperately not to moan. It was making your already damp pussy, even wetter ensuring you would need to change your soaked panties after dinner. You notice her slow her flicks and for a moment, you think it might be over, until her foot stays in between your legs and her toes hook around your panties pulling them towards her. It was obvious what she was trying to do, so you obediently and discreetly raise you ass off the seat to allow your panties to pulled down your legs.

After she had full access to your pussy she started extending her long powerful legs again, similar to the first time but without the panties for protection. You had to plant your feet firmly and covertly hold onto the table to stop the chair tipping over. Impossibly you get even wetter than you ever have been your pussy juices now permeating your skirt surely leaving a wet mark. She thrusts again and again, each time eliciting a small but quiet moan. You could feel yourself on the verge of an orgasm, as you came your body shuddered uncontrollably and an incredibility loud moo echoed out simultaneous with your orgasm. You were completely exhausted and out of breath, it finally dawned on you that the moo was from you.