"Me? Me and those guys?"And then she gave me a wicked grin; "Did I like it? Did they have big cocks? Did I suck them off? Did I let them fuck me in my...ass? Do you want to take me home and fuck me, or can we do it in the car right now?" She reached across the table and took my hand, "Come on baby, we need to find some place to fuck and then we need to talk."We fucked on the back seat of the car out in the parking lot and then on the way home we had talked. I told her of my fantasies and why I. A few months had passed and I had not seen my sister's friends in a while. It was summer and she'd been going out partying, which was fine by me as I had spent the time home alone. Sneaking into her room to borrow her clothes, practicing my own makeup techniques and learning how to walk confidently in high heels.It was just another day for me, playing dress up and strutting around the house in a corset, garter and stocking set I had found buried at the back of my sister's dresser drawers. These. ”Clenching your fist you fail to keep out the mental images of the numerous times you loving indulged all his juvenile fantasies: Stripping topless for him, letting him maul and kneed the “tits he bought” before dropping to your knees to be instructed on the proper way to give a blow job. It took three months to learn deep throat the pig and another two before you could take every drop. Your “training”, however, only came to an end when you caught the ass-hat in bed with two hookers six months. ”Scott cleared his throat.“Sorry, I forgot to call.”“No worries, no worries. In fact, d’you mind if Ally and I speak for a minute?”“Oh, sure. I’ll go – find Jake.”Jake?Scott crossed the room, closing the door softly behind him.“Would you listen to my vows?” Dad asked turning to me. “Only, I want them to mean something to everyone but especially to your mother and well, you know her best. I’d have asked your brother but he’s disappeared again.”“Sure,” I smiled. “Let me hear them.”He pulled a.