She opens her mouth and reaches for it, but you hold her back. Kneeling beside her, you push her face to the floor, and pull her skirt up to access h...r lovely, dripping pussy. Running your fingers along her slick lips elicits shivers and moans of pleasure, and her bucking hips betray her former coolness. You only make her suffer a little before plunging your fingers into her hot, tight pussy, feeling her clenching muscles grasping at them like a hungry little mouth. You peek at her face,. It’s not like in the films. It’s a different kind of love. A more sister-like love.’ And talking about her sister, the door eased open and Amna entered the bedroom. It was early morning and the girl had just returned from an exhausting evening out with Fluff in a nightclub, buoyed up by narcotics, music and company. She was still buzzing with energy, desperate for more conversation, as she burst into the bedroom, naked as always, her breasts still unnaturally perky and a shadow spreading over a. You told me to make the guys happy, so I crawled over and began to service them. It was hard with my hands tied and had to strain to reach for the first cock. That was the idea. After I got going you had me switch and lick each man in turn, trying to get their cocks into my mouth. Their hard cocks often smacked me in the face, as they didn't help at all but rather made fun of me as I tried. This only made me wetter. They taunted me and you had me lick their balls and arses. One guy finally got. When I came out she asked me to come into her room for a chat. I of course said that was fine, I enjoyed spending time with her, I got to stare at her tits. Anyway, we got talking about school and stuff, and the subject moved to boys, and if she had a boyfriend, she said no, but a few guys had asked her, and that she started thinking about sex. I asked her if she had ever had sex with anyone, and she said no, but had given a couple of handjobs, which made me smile. She asked what I was smirking.