After a minute of silent contemplation, I decided to press on. She’d jerked me off before—only in the hypothetical, of course, but I wanted more t...an that. I wanted to fuck her ... but we probably weren’t there yet, hard as it was to admit.“I ask what you mean by ‘whatever’. What do you say?”“Y’know ... whatever.”My sister, it seemed, had suddenly gone shy. I knew what she meant, but if I couldn’t get her to hypothetically explain it to me, then that meant I’d have to suggest it ... and. I took my wet under-garment, wondering if he had as they had suggested wanked into them, 'Did he', and I tailed off, as Kiri shook her head, 'I aimed into the crotch', she said abashed, while the two burly bodyguards shielded them, she had opened my panties to expose my gusset, and wanked him into the cotton padding, the very area that traditionally works it's way inside my vagina, thereby transferring his semen inside me, I laughed, trying to make light of it, 'If I get pregnant, can I say it. She must have knownit was coming because she dropped to her knees and then quickly peeled downmy uniform pants and boxers, freeing my throbbing hardon.She reached up and wrapped her small fingers around it and started jerking.It felt good, but it suddenly hit me that I could have more. "Put it in your mouth," I managed. She shook her head and pulled away. Thefact that she didn't, turned me on more. "I said, suck my dick." This time I said it as forcefully as I could. Shelooked to the floor. I. "She's a whore like the others -- but they admit it and she pretended to be something else."Luz frowned at him and Cheryl looked unhappy; Ted said, "I have nothing against whores. Would you rather I called you working girls? I have nothing against working girls; I don't know a guy who does. Some might not want one for a wife, but these are different circumstances. I'm good with it."Mike got up and waved him over to a corner and they spoke urgently for a moment, then Mike shrugged and left the.