Sis: Hey Why are you wearing a condom?I want to carry your baby.Me(Pushed her on the bed): There 29 days more left for having sex without a condom.But...tonight taste this chocolate rod.That moment I found that My sister intention is to have sex with a guy who can satisfy her completely but having a child is next priority.Sis: Hey, Remove the condom.I will give you blow job without a condom.This chocolate rod is sweeter to me than any chocolate flavored condom.Me: Okay darling.After some. She kissed the area just about my belt line and slowly undid my belt. I groaned. She opened my pants, stood and slide a hand inside my boxers. I responded by opening further to her and inhaled. The evidence of my arousal did not disgust her. She moved two fingers inside of me. I moaned loudly as she deliberately gathered my offering. I watched enraptured as she slowly slide her fingers into her own mouth. An orgasm rippled through me. Then she kissed me. My taste and her scent mingles It was a. It was May and the southFlorida sun was hot and I would bake for a while and then saunter to thepool to hang on the edge sipping some bottled water - thank heaven for thesunglasses as I riveted my eyes on every dangling piece of meat in thearea. I guess then I realized - yes I do like this - I had to be carefullas my mouth was so wet I could easily drool. We didn't leave for lunch asthere was a grill and it had adult beverages. We had margaritas and hotdogs with a squirt of mayo.For some. Sandy always is trying to get us to do whatever weird punk stuff she's still clinging onto from her High School days. I looked in the mirror to check my hair. Black and shaggy, as usual. As I picked up my toothbrush I flex my arm, hoping to see some progress from my, admittedly flaky, gym schedule. A microscopic bump formed where the bicep should have been. "Whatever," I mumble just before I spit into the sink.There was a knock at the door. "It's gotta be Sandy," I thought. Opening the door.