..”“God, Ben! Don’t you understand what it’s like for me to see you get so ... and over some skank like her? Lexi? Are you fucking serious? Di... you fuck her?” Her eyes started to shimmer. Among my other skills, my ability to make my sisters cry was paramount. It was more than a slight aptitude; I was like a grandmaster at that shit.“Please calm down.” I knew it was the wrong thing to say as soon as it left my lips.“DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!” she returned. “Everything around here revolves. I didn’t wait for her permission to unhook the bra. I made her in a position as if she is hugging me and I unhooked her bra and removed it and threw it the side. Now she was actually in a position that she soaked me. My T-shirt and lungi got a bit wet in the front. I had no underwear inside so my almost erect penis was poking onto her lower belly. She didn’t wanted my body heat to go away when I tried to separate myself from her and look on to her face so she pulled me back and hugged me. I started pressing her boobs and was kissing her all over the face, lips, and neck. She moved her hand inside the blanket and grabbed my hard thick penis. She was very horny and was pulling my penis back and forth. I was also pressing her nipples and kissing her.After stroking my penis with her hand for some time, she went inside the blanket and started kissing my penis. She was licking my penis from the bottom of my shaft to the tip. Then she took the entire penis in her mouth and started. She had no other information to share other than the victim was her boyfriend. The crime scene investigators found boot prints this time. They came from a size eleven boot that could match a million pairs of boots. It was a common type that could be bought in any shoe store, albeit it was an expensive boot. We did have a picture of the print in case we ever got lucky. We also had a cigarette butt but didn’t know if it belonged to the killer. The butts were squeezed and smashed, the filters torn.