"Mary's head shot up and she stared at the devil in disbelief. He smiled at the false hope that spread over her face knowing she'd be crushed that muc... more."Then what is this all about?" Mary asked.Just then the front door opened and Mary's head spun towards it, but the devil kept staring at Mary. A boy yelled, "Mom, I'm home," followed by the door slamming and footsteps running up the stairs.Shocked, Mary turned back to the devil. She frantically shook her head from side to side. "No, no." So. "How much is the bike," I asked."The one outside is thirty dollars and I'll give you that much credit toward whatever you want in the store. Should you decide you don't want a bike," she said.I gave her the thirty dollars. Then climbed on the bike and tried it. The bike wasn't quite as tall as the ones I saw around town, It was however a good fit for me. The bike didn't have a lot of speed, but it took the hills like a burro. I was sure he had done something to the gearing. It should have run. " So here I was, my 7 incher sitting out in our small living room, with my sister, within 20 feet of our parents room. My sister proceeded to then take my cock in her hand, and start jerking. "Please tell me you're not a virgin, lil' bro." "I-uh-I-I" I stuttered. "That's what I thought. Well, I'm going to be a good sister, bro." She said sexually. Instead of jerking my cock in her hand, she started to put her head downwards. Before I knew it, she was licking my cock like an Ice Cream cone.. " "When I want to hear from you, I will ask you a question," she said, icy calm in her voice. I felt tears pricking behind my eyes; she was really, genuinely angry at me this time. "I found these in the wash basket. Which is odd, as I haven't worn them since they were last cleaned. Even more odd is the fact that there are what appear to be cum stains on them. Do you have an explanation?" I could feel myself blushing terribly, feel tears beginning to run down my cheeks. There was no sense.