..like boys, too."Before Evan could speak, Deana lifted her knees and put her feet on the tops of his thighs. His sister's labia was pressed together ...y her legs. It was plump and smooth without a hint of hair. He had never seen anything so perfect. His heart was pounding, and his mouth watered with expectancy. "No, Dee, I can't," he said as his face moved forward. His lips formed the word, no, but they were pressed into the cushion of Deana's pubic mound. He kissed it and inhaled deeply. The. This is the perfect time. Please?"Which is how she ended up on her back, knees up, heels wide, as I lay between her legs and licked and sucked her until she had to cover her face with a pillow while she screamed.I let her recover a little bit, and then crawled up to kiss her nose."You're in big trouble, little missy," I said, licking where I'd just kissed."Why?" she asked, still panting lightly."'Cause I'm not soft anymore," I whispered.I managed to jerk my face aside, barely avoiding getting. She looked at her man who was already looking at her, feasting his eyes on her naked exposed body. “I’m so lucky,” he said to himself. He put his fingers in her hair and played with her hair, caressing and fondling her cheeks simultaneously. She lay there breathing heavily, her eyes were closed and she was just smiling and enjoying his touch. He un-cuffed her hands and untied her feet from the table legs. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He climbed on the bed cuddling. Not much chance of that, but it's easier than fighting with her"She had been wearing the unofficial uniform of the rebellious young all weekend. Faded, torn blue jeans, tight T-shirt that emphasized her breasts and left her navel bare and several earrings. Some sort of tattoo peeked out of the neckline on her back shoulder. She had to work hard at the tough look, however, it didn't come naturally."Well, you're safe with me, I promise you I am the least ladylike person in the camp." Yeah - I.