“You ready?”I timidly nodded.“Ok.” And with that, she pressed the tip of her dong up against my hole. It wouldn’t go in.“Relax. Imagine yo...’re pressing out a fart or something, while I press in.” I was a little confused. I was afraid I would fart or worse, shit. I did though press out, and to my relief no fart or shit happened. The head of her dong however, made progress, and I could feel it stretch me. I groaned.“Oh hush, I haven’t even gone in yet.” My sister spit on the dong and rubbed it. She arched her back in a jolt saying, ‘Ouch! That fucking hurt! What are you doing?’ She let go of her ass cheeks and reached around searching for my cock. She couldn’t get her hand around it completely. She looked over her shoulder asking, ‘My God, how big are you?’ I ran my hands softly over her saying, ‘I’m sorry, I promise to be gentle.’ I proceeded soothingly knowing full well the damage I could do especially since she was so petite. I started feeding her more and more seeing just how. The boxes are up in storage waiting to be put away. If we want to check them, we have to unload them first.” “That’s fine,” he said rolling up his sleeves.She grabbed the printout and led the way to the storage room. It was a loft built into the warehouse to store extra items. It was at least a hundred degrees up there and Emma could already feel the sweat between her breasts as she climbed the stairs ahead of Kyle. She wondered wistfully if he was watching her ass in her tight skirt. Her. Deliberately. Washing Mr. Reid's smooth cockhead with my tongue and then letting that soft muscle flutter beneath him as I opened my throat."Oh! Christ ... I don't know how you do that!" he breathed with real admiration. "You're the only sissy in school that can take my cock, you know that?" Ummphh..." I moaned, pulling off him, pink faced and drooling spit and precum from my chin.I didn't bother trying to answer, I just went down again. My throat stretched easily around his hot meat and I.