“As long as my tongue fits inside you, I’m willing to find out,” he said, giggling. “I didn’t know I could come this much, Miss Jenny. Was i... okay for you?”“Of course it was!” she said. “Have you pretty much done what you dreamed of, Ben?”“Oh, yeah, lots more, except for one thing.”“What’s that?” she asked. She was certain she had covered most of the basic issues of sex and orgasms with him.“Well, two things, actually” he replied.Suddenly he had her attention. What else could he possibly want. Then another thought struck her. Agreeing to be Andrew's girlfriend, going out frequently with him, kissing him passionately and hugging him so warmly were thoroughly unfair to him. She had to put an end to it.That started her on another train of thought. She was going to be in this wretched cast for at least ten days and would not be able to drive so she needed Andrew to take her to work. She could not ask her grandparents to do that.She sat disconsolately on the sofa not knowing what to think. "OH MY GOD, That feels so good" She screamed "DONT STOP BRO" I didn't stop, and began to finger her insanely tight and wet hole. She continued to stroke my cock back and forth and I was sure something crazy was about to happen because I felt hotter than I had ever felt before. My knees started to shake close to buckling and I began to moan loud.. "OH MY GOD LITTLE SIS, DONT STOP" I yelledI began to finger her even harder and soon her moans were louder than mine.. my head felt like it could. I was sure a puddle was forming on the kitchen floor. But my instructions were clear. Once I had got into position I was not allowed to move an inch or make a sound."When I heard the key turn in the lock, I also heard voices. More precisely, Roger's voice. He wasn't alone. He was talking to someone. I froze. The kitchen door was half ajar. Someone just walking past would probably not notice me. But what if they decided to come into the kitchen?"I nearly panicked. I remembered that, not long.