“Have you ever been with a girl?” my s!ster asked, as if changing the subject a little.I shook my head.“No boob gropes?” she asked.I shook my ...ead again. “Well, not under the clothes anyway!” I added.“So you’ve kissed then?” she asked.I nodded.“So you haven’t seen a boob in the flesh until the pic I sent you?” she asked.I shook my head again, but added that technically, that wasn’t in the flesh as it was a picture so I still hadn’t!Chrissie pulled a face that said, ‘true’, before letting go of. Having eating shit for so long I’m very experienced at eating shit and when I meet someone for the first time for sex, I always tell them I will be very disappointed if they don’t shit in my mouth, if they’re not interested I make my excuses to leave. I’ve been fortunate to eat shit from a married couple and had the guy fucking my arse as his wife shit in my mouth, afterwards he shoved his cock in my shit filled mouth and cum, although I couldn't taste his cum with shit, its exciting to eat. I blurted out something that sounds pretty stupid now : "But, I don't know how to use it!"This, of course, cracked her up, and we both just howled with laughter again at the very stupidity of my remark. But then, when we'd both composed ourselves a little, she suddenly looked straight at me and said, "Look, let me show you."She walked over to where I was sitting and showed me how you turn the end to switch it on and off, and adjust the speed. Again we both laughed.Then she walked over to her. The door closed with a depressing thud and I watched from the rear tinted-window as my family slowly disappeared from sight. I was quite miserable and felt like giving way to tears, but the presence of the gorgeous lady prevented me from doing so. As Ms. Maynard sat with those hazel eyes peering into my own, I tried my best not to eye her long, luscious legs. They were crossed and the skin was pressing leg-upon-leg; once or twice I glimpsed her panties: black like her suit. I think she must.