Except that she wasn't inviting meto get into the missionary position and penetrate her. Not with thatchastity tube snugly encasing my unlucky penis.... Annie pointed toward thejuncture of her thighs. She was letting me know it was time for my firstlesson in... pussy eating. I got on the bed on my knees, the pantieshugging my sore buttocks, and kissed my way up her thighs, trying todelay the inevitable. I wanted to make a plea for clemency but couldthink of no argument that she couldn't. The memory somehow made the hair on my back rise. A distant, logical and pedantic part of my troubled, aching mind sought to inform the other part – the instinctive, impulse-driven part – that technically, I had no hair. No back for that matter either.If I really had to be true and faithful to that stream of thought, I should have insisted on telling myself that I had no brain either, no corporeal existence of any kind. In a sense, it wasn't even me waiting to re-integrate across the other end. " Oh my God, Cassie Really? You've been saving yourself for me?" I asked. "Yes," Cassie replied, "and that's been almost nineteen years, so I'd appreciate it if you'd get on with it, brother. I've been waiting for this for a long time now!"I was already part way in, so, with one final thrust I entered my sister all the way. God, she was tight. I had to hold my cock inside of her without moving for a few seconds because I felt as though I would unload inside of her. The walls of her vagina. Me : RANIA really I can't live like this any more, I want to be that girl I were last nightRANIA: smiling, baby that girl is in here putting her finger on me hart, but she can't be released now, you know, things must be studded and researched first, what do you know about girls life ? We don’t want any harm for you if you rushed things But as a beginning what will we gone name her?I looked at her, it’s a very importing thing, and any new born must be namedShe ask me to name her, she says.