” “Thanks,” I mumble, “I love them too.” “Put them on while I move the lighting,” she says and brushes my arm softly with her finger... I drop my wet, red panties quickly and stuff them into the bottom of my bag as she hauls lighting over to the white sofa. I quickly pull on the black lace panties and wrap the red kimono around me. As I turn around I see her watching me with a slight smile on her face. I smile back and find myself admiring her lean, athletic frame, with the short cut blond. Helena's mom barged into her brother's room, loudly asking "Pinky. Did you pee your bed again?!" No!" Pinky was wide awake and knew there was a loud birthday party, which now laughed st him."No? Not like last Thursday just before school? Do you remember that? Well do you!?" She shouted after a silence."Yes.. I'm sorry." You peed the bed! Yes you did, you lying little boy! Well. Toss your blankets in the laundry. Get naked. No. Do it now!"While still humiliating, Pinky considered it a very rare. I was surprised to hear myself say it actually. She put her hands on my knees and got down on her knees. I sat up and unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock. I’m certainly no porn star but I don’t have to be ashamed either. I have a very fat six inch cock that was diamond hard at this point. I was holding it in my right hand and she bent over and put her lips on the tip and slowly slid her head onto my cock. I put my hand on the top of her head and wove my fingers through her hair. She pulled. Will that do?”“Not really, but never mind ... over-sexed?” He was watching a girl bending over, stretching her shorts across two lovely rounded buttocks.“I’ve warned you already, over-sexed is not good from your point of view. Just keep telling yourself ‘hot stuff burns fingers’.”“Yes, I will.” He blew on his fingers like they had been burnt and she smiled and shook her head. The girl had stood up, realised he was watching her and deliberately stretched, allowing her teenage bra to strain.