It's not that I don't like the thought or taste of my own cum. In fact, she'd often kiss me after I came in her mouth and a couple of times when she c...uldn't quite hold it all in her mouth I licked off what ran down her cheek. Everything changed when my computer went down last month. It was in the shop for a few days which wasn't too bad because she was working evenings so I used her computer for email and of course reading my favorite erotica. I was right in the middle of a really hot story. Her clothes seemed fairly modern, although in perhaps a stereotypical fashion of a witch, she was all in black - A black dress, black coat, and black boots."It's so good to meet you, Jessica, I'm Natasha," the witch says to her, going in for an embrace, which surprised Jessica, given that they'd only just met, but she didn't honestly mind, the lady seemed nice.She complimented Jessica's denim overalls, noting she hadn't thought they'd ever make a comeback, as a trend. Something about it made. "And, we were soon out of our clothes and I had Andrea down on the edge of my bed, her legs up over my shoulders, my tongue in her pussy. I couldn't see my sister at this point but there wasn't much that Andrea or I had that she couldn't see. She now has certainly gotten a good look at her brother's equipment all hard and ready to go.I just love eating Andrea's pussy, well, almost as much as she loves me doing it. When we first started going out, as soon as I had her top off and was sucking her. " And what does that make you?" I asked."A...a slut, I'm a slut. I want them to look at me, I want to make them hard..." she said, gasping.I knew this about her already, of course. For all her secret inexperience, she seemed to revel in being wanted by men, always dressing to show skin and cleavage. She'd had a reputation around school for being a tease for a while now. I wanted to hear her confess it to me, confess that she was just a vain bitch. As someone who'd never really been considered.