That fact became crystal clear the second his fingers touched her moist pussy and found nothing in the way of a clit dying to be rubbed. And lo and f...cking behold, after just a few minutes of rubbing Mrs. Rooney’s very aroused clit, Vic couldn’t help noticing how much it felt like Mrs. O’Rourke’s always aroused clit. He didn’t think them being sisters had anything to do with that, but then, what did he know? He was just the eighteen-year old shit with the big dick.He might not know clits too. After flirting with so many girls and women of all ages and drinking quite a lot I became very tipsy and each female blurred into the next. Then I saw her, standing near the dance floor a goddess a sculpture of perfection what sort of chance would a boy like me have? I’ll tell you non, zero, zilch not a fecking hope. I am 5’10, weigh around 168lbs, no muscle definition (Though i have muscles and i am no weakling), not bad looking but by no means a model type, and as you can probably tell i. She was a sloppy mess but I was enjoying the taste and everything that was going on. Well I was so into eating her cream pie that I didn't notice that Ken came back in. The next thing I know is I feel two hand on my bare ass spreading my cheeks wide and the warm breath and hot tongue licking my asshole. Once again I about blacked out from pleasure of having his tongue darting in and out of my asshole. If you have never had this you should try it, I about blew another load. Ken then stopped. After he reached home he enthusiastically said to his stepmother that he wanted to go to the ball.His stepmother and sisters laughed at him, "Ha, ha, ha! Don't you remember, although you are wearing dresses, you are still a boy! You will NEVER be his bride!"Deeply sad he went to his room and cried all night.At the night of the ball his sisters were all dressed up, their mother had bought two new dresses and they were showing off to Cinderella. At half past seven his sisters were escorted by.