I'll take you to work tomorrow and you can try to make other arrangements. But you realize that all those clothes that I bought you and everything els... was my part of this bargain. If you don't want to take your end, I'll expect you to leave all that stuff behind." But they won't fit anyone else." Don't worry. They'll fit someone else. But, if you want," I went on grudgingly "you can pick out one of your new outfits to keep and wear that to work tomorrow."She still hadn't looked up at me this. . just ... go slow, ok? I'm not really all that wet yet." I said, gripping his upper arms.To my amazement, he listened. Slowly, and gently his dick started to move within me."Mmm ... thanks." I said, tracing light circles on his arms.It was totally different from the hurried sex of yesterday. It almost felt ... well, normal. Like how a normal couple would be, instead of being forced to be his girlfriend.Bryan took his time inside me, waiting until my pussy got wet enough for him before he sped. Too bad that you're mine now!" she said with a grin."Oh I am? Mom might have a say in that ... she doesn't approve in us even kissing much less anything else." Well," my darling sister said, "We will see about that won't we?"We headed downstairs together. Mom was in the kitchen and noticed how Stef had a hold of my hand. All she said was, "We have a lot of your father's birthday cake left. We need to eat it or I'll have to throw it out."I went to the cupboard and got three plates. I took out. Slowly, sensually, never painfully even with 11 inches of thick dick inside me. I can never touch my own dick until he tells me to...I know that now. He pulls my hair when he fucks me from behind and I beg him to pull harder. He spanks me - hard but not hard enough to hurt me. He grabs my ass with both of his big strong hands and we get into a rhythm. I follow his lead. He pushes my head down and fucks me faster. He calls me his white pussy boy and makes me tell him how good his dick feels.