* She had looked so cute, stood in my doorway with such a shocked expression on her face. But, it hadn’t taken her long to settle. When the sexy lit...le bitch had performed a sultry, slowly, striptease for me, I struggled to maintain my composure. At the sight of her drenched pussy and tight little asshole in front of me, I lost control. She looked so fucking sexy when she bent forward, looking back at me over her shoulder, with such a look of dark lust in her eyes. What was a man supposed to. There were drops of moisture on her pink and swollen labia already.“You didn’t start without me, did you?”She giggled again.“No, but we were talking real dirty on the way over. My panties were soaking wet when I took them off!”The anticipation had done Sis no harm at all. I used my thumbs to open her outer lips, and the white skin gave way to the lovely pink texture of her internal tissues. Her juices were all ready for me to lap up, and her little soldier needed no coaxing to emerge from her. "A boyfriend? Well, you've got a life. But if you want your black-belt, you need to focus, at least while you're in the dojo." Yes, Sensei. Thank you. I will try to concentrate."Mike suggested that Saturday, weather permitting, he give her a taste of what motorcycling was about. "But it's no fun in the rain," he added.Friday evening, she met Mike's mother who took to her immediately and they studied together (really studied, that is) until it was time for Mike to walk her the half-mile or so to. She viewed her ten hour a week job as mostly fun and a way to get out and see people. They had close friends that they enjoyed seeing and socializing with. Their sex life was excellent, in fact after seven years Bill still gave her the best orgasms. Wendy classified them as mind numbing, earth shattering, seeing stars in her eyes, well practically black out climaxes. They were just amazing. He just had that one thing, that cleanliness thing that he was such a stickler about. But.