Is it okay if we talk in the dining room so I can finish up? Sure, I said and I followed him to the dining room. What I saw there kind of took me by s...rprise and I kind of just sort of stumbled to a stop. I realized my neighbor wasn't wet from the shower but rather something else.There, kneeling on two dining room chairs that had been set, side by side, was a naked young guy, around 18, with a thick head of hair, and a smooth hairless body. His knees were on the seats and he was holding onto. My sister always used to approach me forvarious reasons. She used to come to me with her doubts in her studies. But Inever knew that used these chances to get some body contacts with me. She usedto come and sit near me, or often hug me. By and by, she started to gofurther. She had the intention to seduce me. She started make things morecomplex. Unlike before, when she came to me with her doubts, she started to siton my lap. Often she sits right on my dick so as to get some pleasure. Many. Amy looked back with a feeling of power welling up inside. She knelt down close to the grille and shook her hair free. Her large brown eyes were dilated and she parted her lips and traced around them with her tongue, her movements completely natural, driven by her overwhelming libido. As much as she wanted to release him, she had to get him back under her spell and there was nothing like an act of insane cruelly to mesmerise him.In the half light she could see his gorgeous face and sculptured. She showed me the bottle of cognac again, and then she got the bottle of lube and started to rub lube on the bottle. Again, she squeezed a big glob of it on her fingers and rubbed them on my hole to get me nice and wet. Then she took the wide end of the bottle and pressed it against my hole, beginning to push it in. This was probably wider than anything I had ever had inside me, and it was not going in easily. It hurt a lot but I was excited at the idea of taking something so big in my ass. She.