“You were thirteen when we first ... did stuff. Like, fucking thirteen. And all because I made you feel like you needed to have sex with me to get m.... I made you act all submissive for me, I made you my sex toy, all because it made me enjoy it. I feel ... I feel like...” I sighed and faced the floor.“I feel like I turned you into a slut who gets off on being used.” I told her gravely. “And now here you are, fifteen guys later. One of those guys is Carson, who likes to use girls too. And you’re. It was excruciating. I thought I was going to puke. I fell to my knees before my sister, back to where I was.?Listen, sissy. That was just a minor punishment, try it again and see how bad I fuck you up. Now,? she held up her dirty foot to my face, ?lick!?I sighed, ?Yes ma’am.?I continued my work on the first foot, my mouth caked in sweat and foot grime.?Now the other foot, slave!? she giggled.The second foot was just as sickening, my stomach turned at the stench and taste I had to endure. After. One afternoon, our bus was running late so we had to catch a detour bus. We sat together on that long ride back and got to know each other really well. She turned out to be a really funny girl with a good sense of humour. And this is basically how our relationship came to be.We were both young virgins at the time, not knowing much about sex. It was also very difficult to experiments on these days as both of our parents were very strict. Her father would not let her take any boys back home, and. I had trouble concentrating as Ismail was getting me closer and closer to cum. He had now found my clit and was alternately sucking and licking it. His partner was now fucking my mouth…I suddenly cried out as Ismail’s tongue bought me to a shattering orgasm, but he did not stop sucking my clit. He very soon had me coming a second and a third time. Seconds after recovering from my climax, I heard Duma saying he was going to come.So I clamped my lips even tighter round the black cockhead and then.