"Wait! You wanted a break. I am so sorry." Don't stop now!" I pleaded. "A break will be fine, but only after this time. I really need my sister right ...ow."She grinned at me, and lifted her hips for only a second, before planting herself directly on my bulge. She started to glide her hips up and down, and I could feel her heat through the thin cloth of my shorts. I moaned to let her know I was enjoying what she was doing.She brought her right hand down, and slid it into my waistband, easily. ”“Neither of those are important! I want my first time to be perfect like Emmy’s was! And I don’t have any REAL experience!”“And yet you told me you’d be good!”“There’s only one way to prove me right or wrong!”“You said that before, too!”“What’s the problem, Mike? I’m being serious now. I want to do it with you, even if we never do it again.”“I guess I don’t understand why.”“It’s my fantasy,” she said quietly. “The one I think about when I rub myself at night.”“And that’s why you’ve seemed so. Jess climbed in between and he tried to feed me his thick, black cock. It felt like someone rammed a log into my pussy. At first I was able to take just a few inches inside me. Jess kept feeding me his fuck stick deeper into my small pussy. Don't ask me how, but Jess eventually got most of his dick in my pussy.I had never been stretched like that before. His black balls were slapping against my ass. I looked down to see Jess's cock moving into my hole. I can tell you I screamed more than a few. Nothing you have mentioned is in either of the boxes I wrapped, and I wonder if you will like them at all. I hate buying you things for the house at Christmas time. Oh well, too late now, I’ll just have to hope for the best. I park under cover, and we take the escalator to the shopping centre. My hand finds yours and we stroll around, looking in windows, admiring jewellery and holiday destinations beyond our budget. You steer us to a clothing store, where you hold up different garments.