Lieutenant Harper's collection of porkers got me to thinking -- of course, as it turned out, most of 'em didn't belong to him, anyway, but rather to s...me Doctor Hopkins. They were all related, somehow, evidently, so I went looking for chicks named Hopkins, because the young one had something -- something I couldn't put a finger on -- that made her hot.But I couldn't find an ad for her, which was sort of irritating. Well, there was more than one way to skin a cat; I did a search on Sub-Decurion. I took her panties as I fell back onto my bed. My breasts jiggled in my bra. My pussy was molten. This was just the best. I pressed the panties into my face. I inhaled deeply, breathing in my sister’s sweet musk. My eyes squeezed shut as I enjoyed it. Fresh used panties! The striped cloth was still warm.I smeared the cloth against my lips as my right hand shot between my thighs. I spread my legs, my fingers running through my bush, finding my wet folds. I moaned into her panties as I rubbed. I assumed that all men would taste the same but Eric was different, less sweet and tangy then Brad's precum had been."Don't hold back buddy, suck it," instructed Eric. He grabbed a hold of either side of my face and brought me down on his swollen prick. I opened my mouth as he forced me to go down as far as I could. Not prepared I choked as I adjusted to the dimensions of the new dick in my mouth.Quickly Eric and I found a rhythm and my practice with Brad made it easy for me to go all the way. We hung out while they were gone listening to music and swapping stories and the older cousin I think trying to convince her cousins she was cool too. Everything seemed very normal till it was bed time and all the girls went upstairs and my buddy and I were down stairs on the pullout couch. We propped up with pillows watching MTV and the like till we got bored and found the Playboy channel. The movies back then were in fact movies, they had a more serious plot but certainly had their sex.