All language subtitles for 77CC05C

I wonder if all that money blocks the
flow of blood to the brain.

What a bunch of dummies.

Hello, brother.

Having the standard second thoughts
about taking the plunge?

Doreena? What, about the marriage?
Certainly not.

I just thought I'd... get off by myself
for a while. You know.

Just wondering.

Seems you've been a changed boy these
past few days.

Want a hit?

Doreen, you know I don't do any dope.

No dope.

That's not what Tara told me.

Tara?

Oh, Howie, she told me about the fling
you had the other night.

She said you were one hell of a lay,
too.

You know, Dorina, a little fun before
the marriage.

I mean, she practically raped me.

Dorina, what are you doing?

Dorina, you are my sister.

Dorina, that's incest.

Oh, hell, that's all hat in this family.

Besides, if I had known you were good in
the sack, we could have had years of

fun behind us.

No, you owe me. Absolutely not, no.

Can you imagine what the Snow White
Lillian would say if I told her about

Yeah, well, we haven't done anything.

And if we don't, I'll tell her that we
did.

And not just once, either.

Well, as long as it's blackmail.

Oh, turn over.

Gil told me something was wrong.

Randy talked to me.

There's nothing to talk about.

I don't belong here. It's as simple as
that.

Are you going home?

Hardly. I don't think Dad would exactly
understand this being his fraternity and

all. Dad doesn't understand much of
anything anyway.

Guess we finally got something in
common, huh?

No, we've always had something in
common.

Like what?

Our desires.

Just because you hide yours doesn't mean
you don't have them.

And I can help you, Randy.

How? Teach you how to relax and be
comfortable with girls.

I can teach you how to be yourself.

Don't you want to learn that?

Yeah.

Why are you talking like this?

Because I care.

Dance with me.

Why? Come on, just dance with me.

Relax and be yourself.

Okay?

This is stupid.

Come on, just give it a chance, Ren.

I want you to touch me.

Come on, Vicki, you're my sister, for
God's sake.

It'll be all right.

This thing never fell.

Now feel it.

It's okay.

Now see, this is what girls should do to
you, Randy.

It's hot.

you're doing so good

She lied to me down on my back.

I'm being such a good boy.

Dearest sister, why was Count Dracula
invited for tea last night?

Why shouldn't Count Dracula have been
invited for tea last night, Arthur?

Because I don't like the effect he has
on Mina.

Plus, any decisions involving the
sanitarium do not make unless you

first. I mean, for God's sake, what is
going on around here? All this talk

vampires.

My staff doesn't listen to me anymore.
My best intern, Dr.

Harker, Dr.

Stoker, has been ending up like all my
other patients.

I'm going to lose my license, and the
whole thing is going to fall apart.

I can't take it anymore.

I mean, what am I going to do? I mean, I
worked so hard at this place. Now,

look, I can't. I don't want to lose my
sanitarium. You know I don't want to

it. You know I don't want to lose it. I
just don't want to lose it.

I can't lose it.

This is everything.

Look at me Arthur.

Arthur.

Arthur.

Now Arthur.

Come now.

Arthur.

Remember how you liked it.

You want to put it in there? I'll take
it.

You like to do that, don't you?

Jesus Christ.

Isn't this best?

Sister's breaths.

You know that, don't you?

Squeeze them together.

Squeeze them.

Squeeze them tight.

Right there.

Oh, yes. Here we go.

Now that we're feeling better, Arthur,
and we are feeling better, we have a lot

of work to do.

Yes, you're right.

And so we're going to pull ourselves
together and take care of business.

Right, Arthur?

Right.

Very well.

Arthur is on the verge of a nervous
breakdown.

Real schmuck.

Just tell Daddy what you're doing.

What's the matter? You ain't never had
the real thing before?

You have to get off like that?

The hell do you know about getting off?

You're just a dumb high school broad
that hangs out with a bunch of virgin

-seasoned little cunts.

Why don't you come back when you're
older?

I'm screwed.

What are you getting off all about, good
brother?

I'm a little stiff enough to stand.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Bye.

Thank you.

Let me help you.

Actually, my first dream was not with
the three girls.

What?

First dream

was wild and crazy.

There was a party being held in my
cousin's backyard.

All these friends and neighbors were
watching a woman dance on a stage.

The dancer was creating an erotic
atmosphere that would have raised people

of their graves.

But that's another story.

Everyone else in the audience wore
strange masks, as if they were afraid to

reveal their identity, afraid to let
their sexuality come through.

Was I too afraid?

The dancer seemed to come on to me.

trying to draw me into a sexual rouse if
it would normally disgust me.

I looked over the audience and saw my
brother Evan and his wife Terry glued to

the dancers' moves.

Why was my brother there with his wife?

They were supposed to be very straight
and not into anything out of the norm.

But here, in my dream,

They were getting into it as much as the
others were.

I was very puzzled and getting very wet.

The dancer was really turning me on.

I wanted to join her, expose myself on
stage in front of all the people

watching.

I wanted to play with myself, put my
fingers up my pussy, show them how much

a woman I was.

I wanted to lick her tits and touch her
all over.

I wanted to play with myself real bad
but I was too hung up to do it.

My brother Evan and his wife watched
with great fascination.

I guess it was all right to let myself
go and get into it.

To my amazement, the dancer enticed my
brother Evan.

How could he do this with Terry only 20
feet from the stage?

Didn't she care?

Didn't she have any feelings?

Evan began to remove his clothes and
move with the dancer in her...

Erotic dance.

Terry.

Terry seemed to be actually enjoying
watching them.

If I were her, I would have walked out
or joined them.

My brother lost all his inhibitions as
well as his clothes.

He seemed to fit right in as if the
dance were rehearsed.

Their naked bodies were nice to look at.

Even though he was my brother, Evan had
a great body and a beautiful cock.

I never fantasized about my brother, but
I did watch him masturbate when we were

younger.

I liked watching him slowly stroke his
hard penis and then quickly come to a

climax and squirt high into the air.

The dancer's pussy was wet with
anticipation of Evan's cock.

It was looking better every minute.

I even imagined myself going down on him
and gobbling it up.

I wanted to lick and kiss and explore
every part of both their bodies.

I wanted my brother to come all over my
breast to cover.

I was getting so hot I didn't care if
anyone was observing me.

I couldn't hold myself any longer and
move towards the stage.

If my brother and sister -in -law were
truly understanding, it'd be all right.

I realized I could enjoy my brother even
with his wife watching.

She was getting off on his performance
anyway and was probably hot to finger

herself but too uptight to try.

When I looked out at the audience and to
my surprise saw myself looking at me, a

double. Did another me need to watch the
new me liberated to convince the real

me? Who was asleep?

Or maybe I was fantasizing I was on
stage.

I was exploring new bodies and feeling
and touching both sexes. And I was

perfectly comfortable.

But would I wake up in a guilty sweat?

I knew I wouldn't.

I wanted to suck on Evan's large member
down to his balls.

The feeling had never come over me so
strong before.

Right there in front of all those people
and his wife.

I wanted to have him in my mouth more
than any.

This reminded me of the time Evan and I
would play doctor.

After a complete checkup.

We would lick each other all over to
make sure we were clean.

When word of this got around the
neighborhood, all the kids on the block

checkups.

We were very healthy.

Evan's penis was strong, wrecked. One of
the thickest I'd ever seen.

I never thought sucking on it could be
so satisfying.

Why my double?

Why was I watching myself?

Did another me need to watch the new me
liberated?

His cock had a head on it like a
pleasure dome.

How many years had I wasted not aware of
my brother's equipment?

I knew he had a good stereo, but I never
got into his pants with my mouth.

The dancer must have known something I
didn't.

She was the one who pulled him on stage.

She must have erotic intuition because
her choice was right on the nuts.

Evan finally erupted, his cum lying out,
releasing him,

and his face showed heavenly orgasm.

I licked it clean, removing every drop.

of that lovely white substance from this
large, pretty prick.

It tasted like nothing else, and I
wanted to go down on him again and

I didn't care if a thousand people were
watching. I loved every moment.

The feel of his cock in my hand and
seeing his balls contract in preparation

his coming.

Just think, all those years and just a
wall away, living with our parents could

have been a lot of fun.

There I was, out in the audience,
watching myself again.

All of a sudden, I wanted myself.

The ultimate desire.

Making love to yourself.

Lick your own pussy, taste your own
juices, and have a double climax.

To my total disbelief, I got up and
walked out.

Now, Susan, you must stay calm.

The exposing of our bodies in public is
nothing more