"So do you," I said, reaching for her tent pole. She slapped my handaway."Girls are passive. They aren't sluts. You'll wait until I tell you whatto do..." she said, continuing to stroke my cock.She got up. "We need the pillows and lube from the dining room. I'll goget them. Make yourself comfortable, but keep it hard for my return," shesaid.I laid back and casually stroked my cock while she retrieved the itemsfrom the dining room. When she returned, she tossed the pillows onto thebed."Have you. Then I put a firm clamp on you with my lips and just move my head back and forth. I increase my suction and you plead for release. No, not yet, I want to drive you near insane. I push my head down just a bit further so I can rub your sensitive head against the roof of my mouth and push you deeper into my mouth until you’re just at the back of my throat. In one swift motion, I have you deeply imbedded in my mouth, and I swirl all around your hot, throbbing cock. You’ve thrown your head back, and. "Let's go there, Berthold, I want to try out what you have told me, now. There's nobody here to disturb us. And it's so beautiful."Alfred's and Elise's admonitions were loud and clear in my mind. – Whatever we do, nothing sexual at all should happen between the two of us. – We were doomed, I knew it."Karla, please, listen. You should do this on your own. Not here, not now, not with me around. Please."But she would not listen. Her eyes pleaded with me, I surrendered. The glade was very nice and. "You're right," she said, turning back to me. "If she weren't my sister, I'd be all over that. But you couldn't hold yourself back, could you? Even knowing she was my sister. What even brought this on?" she asked."Well, I found some naked pictures of her on her computer, and I brought them up to her, and things went from there," I said, omitting some of my more nefarious deeds."Really?" she asked, looking at Chloe again. "You didn't answer me about your religiousness. Is it just a cover so you.