“Umm, we could go, I guess. Do you mind if we leave, Ford?” Cheryl looking at me her eyes clearly not focused on me.“I’m sure you are getting ...otter, aren’t you, my dear? You do like his fingers sliding up and down your wet slit, I’m sure,” I looked at Jerry.“Oh, she is just loving my fingering her clit, she is getting really wet,” he smiled at me.My fingers were tugging at one nipple then the other as we assaulted her.“Ahhh, umm, please stop, someone will notice,” she bit her lip gently as I. "Says who," John shot back."Me you dumb oaf. Now give me the remote," she demanded.John rolled onto his back, looked back at her between his legs, and set the remote on his chest. "Come and get it, sis." If that's the way you want it," she said, quickly moving to the floor, poised on her hands and knees before him. She lunged quickly between his legs, but he was quicker, snatching up the remote and holding it on the floor beyond his head.Still on her hands and knees, her head hovering a foot or. “It can hurt.”“How bad?”“As much as it did when you tried last time,” I said. “Maybe more. But it will only hurt once and never again.”“Why?”I didn’t want to get too anatomical about it. “You know the lids on peanut butter jars?”She nodded.“Are they easy or hard to open the first time?”“Hard,” she said immediately. “But then they’re easy because you’ve broken the plastic thing.”I waited and let her put two and two together.“Is there a plastic thing in my pussy?”“Something like that,” I agreed.. Was I supposed to ask what she was talking about? She then continued.“Oral sex can be far more satisfying than what you just said. Believe me I know and it’s been years since I have had either.”As she said that I couldn’t help but notice that she had spread her legs a little and although her skirt went down to her knees I could see the inside of her right thigh. I felt a tingling and it didn’t feel comfortable. I still didn’t fully understand what she was getting at. To me oral was to do.