You unsnap and unzip his jeans, drag them to his knees. His shorts follow in short order, and your fingers encircle his pulsing shaft.Despite the ache...in your pussy, an emptiness that screams to be filled, you manage to go slow. You kiss that delicious eight-inch hunk of meat - hot, open-mouth kisses interspersed with long licks from the base to the head. You swirl your tongue around the head, tasting him - damn, you even like the way he tastes! Your hand toys with his balls while you lick his. I chuckled and responded.“Hi, Rose, I thought your sister wanted to talk to me.”“Grrr,” she growled into the phone, “how do you do that?”Rose was Iris’s identical twin sister, and I do mean identical. Even their parents had a hard time telling them apart. Yet somehow, I could. I could even tell them apart on the phone most of the time. It freaked the girls out that I could do that, and they were forever trying to figure out what trick I used. I couldn’t help them in that, even if I wanted to,. This is a really dangerous time of the month for me."Gulp. I didn't want to get her "into trouble", so I had no problem with that, although a small part of me liked the idea of impregnating this flawless beauty, to merge my genes with her perfect being. No no no! I would definitely let her know. Sigh.Leaning back, she unbuttoned more of her blouse, letting her beautiful boobies spill out. Jesus! I couldn't believe how round they were, with light brown areolae encompassing small, stiff,. Panicked, my hands raced faster over the back of my body, searching franticly for a release somewhere else on my body -- my body? I searched my scalp, my face, the front of my body even my balls, down over my torso and around my ass -- nothing. The urge to cry grew as I searched the room trying to get an idea. Briefly, I thought about breaking the window to the office and using the shards to cut the thing off me, but I knew that wouldn't work. I had to get this thing off the way I had gotten it.