I couldn’t feel the floor under my feet as I glided next to him. — A few months later Gwen and I were settling into our apartment in the West Vill...ge. We knew how lucky we were – her parents had bought it just after they finished college and kept it once they’d moved to New Jersey. Gwen’s older sister had been living in it for the past five years but she had recently moved to California, so the timing was perfect. Her parents insisted on giving us a reduced rent, and I knew my parents felt. We went into the living room and sat down her tight skirt had moved up so i could see her damp lace thong her erect nipples showing through her blouse my cock tingled as me eyes were fixed on the inside of her shapely thighs as her damp patch grew.She walked across to me seductively licking her lips.She walked across and took hold of my head and pushed it against her warm crotch I pushed her skirt up to her hips and pulled her cum soaked thong down to the floor.My tongue pressed against her. Thatexplained why she hadn't had my face changed too much."Oh my God!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!! Not that!!! Heather!!!! I want to talk to mywife!!! Please!!!" I started to beat on the door as I begged and screameduntil my throat was raw and I couldn't utter a peep any more. Then Icollapsed on to the bed and cried myself to sleep.As soon as I woke up I headed to the bathroom to pee and clean myselfinside and out. After I cleaned my "pussy" out I took a long hot shower.As I soaped my breasts I remembered. And before you say anything else, I know all men aren't like the ones who our father whored me out to, but I also know that a dick is a dick. Some are larger than others; some are harder than others, some are uglier than others, but if I ever need anything other than the vibrator you gave me – I can just buy a dildo on the net." So you liked my gift?"Hope managed a giggle, turning for a moment to grin at her sister. "That thing produces some really intense orgasms." You like a clitoral.