Steve slid his tongue between his sister's pussy lips, listening to the sounds of pleasure that his actions drew forth from between her lips. He could...taste her sex on his tongue as he pushed it in and out of her hole before returning to her clit to circle and lick it the way that he knew she liked."Oh yes Steve, work my pussy for me, make me cum, oh please!" Julie hissed at her brother as he pleasured her. As the intensity rose, she found her mind drifting ahead to spending the night at. This time, the days turned to weeks.My girlfriend knew the kind of psychological effect it would have on me – her decision to abstain from sex, her decision to stay away. I wasn’t allowed to smell her. I couldn’t taste her. And the everyday pleasures of life seemed mundane now.I was fully under my girlfriend’s control both literally and figuratively.There was no way I couldn’t let this go any longer. I didn’t want to continue this torture. But what option did I have?When it did happen, it. .I groaned..he moved his fingers along the length and squeezed…again and again…my head was back when I felt wetness…I looked down and Tommie was licking the length of my seriously hard cock..he wrapped his lips around the head and sucked then the length again…my panties were now soaked..I was losing all sense of reality and time…’You like?” I heard him…”oh yes baby…please don’t stop”…he took both hands and pulled the band away, freeing the head of my hardness. Tommie immediately wrapped his. Even in the relatively dim porch light, I could see the desire in her eyes.I merely smiled back at her, taking her hand in mine. I led her through the front door, and up the curving staircase, leading to our new lush private sanctuary.March 19, 1993 (About eighteen months later)"Let's go, sweetie pie," I said to Lexie, trying to put on her coat as she squirmed away. Now almost three years old, she was displaying some of the obstinacy typical of that age."Wanna watch Barney!" she protested,.