After several pushes I was deep inside of my sister. Her warm tight pussy was hugging on to my cock really good. I may not have known what I was doing... but I remember taking it slow. I remember her breathing getting heavier and heavier as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of my sister. It was a nice surprise when I felt her legs wrap around me and pushed me harder into her. Suddenly it started to feel really good and I looked into her eyes and suddenly felt more connected with my sister more. Quietly she asked, "Will you, please, hug me?"We immediately started to kiss and make out with great passion. Her lips were perfectly soft. Kissing her was feeling like eating something very sweet and juicy. I took her hand and laid it on my heart so she could feel its beat.We entered the car. Quickly, I decided to drive towards a solitary parking lot. While I was driving she was brushing my thigh gently. At one point she touched my groin, as accidentally, and kept her hand there for a. He'd never be caught. He had the keys, and nobody else was due to arrive for hours yet. He walked out of the freezing room for an instant and came back in with a pink rectangular cardboard box. "I don't know if I'll go to hell for this," he said under his breath. "But hey it'll sure liven up the nightshift." He sat the box down on a table that rested near him, opened it. And there inside, was a burgundy school-sweater, a golden yellow mini-skirt, and bright yellow panties. He compared the size. . not that he was incompetition with her to see who could garner the most attention.Maybe there was competition between women, though, when it came tomoments like this. There certainly was an underlying competition amongmen at formal events, like homecoming or weddings, typically centeredaround who could bring the hottest date with him... and who could seal thedeal afterward in a nearby hotel room. The focus on those events wasalways on the women - deservedly so, since they were more of a.