It made me think I was a sucker for making love to a woman who'd sell it if the price were right. All the time I'd thought that making love to her was...like worshipping at a sacred shrine, it was more like kneeling before an ATM machine ... while an impatient line formed behind me.The pig looked like he was either going to come or have a stroke (not that he had anything to worry about since his receptacle was trained in CPR) but it turned out to obviously be the former as he grunted his finish.. “Third base is touching her between her legs, right?”“Yeah, except tonight I felt her up the whole time we were making out. And she gave me the b.j. to end all b.j.’s!”I was getting another boner (Hey, 17 years old) and it sort of nudged Kat’s thigh a little.“Well, if you want me to, I’ll leave the room so you can ... you know ... take care of yourself.”“Nah, that’s okay Sis. Having you here makes me feel better.”“Third base, huh?” Kat said.“Headed for home plate, too!”“That really sucks!” Kat. "What are you doing, Johnny?" she asked pulling at the hem of my dress as I tried to hide my deflating cock."Oh come on s*s you know what he's doing, the little sissy is whack'n off." Birdie said walking over to my side and yanking the panties I had to my nose from my hand and pulling wig from my head. "I bet he would like to suck a big dick." She laughed."Is that it?" the older sister asked sitting down beside me and taking my now limp dick in her hand. "Do you want to suck a dick?" "No!" I. He knew that it was the supremely satisfying sensation of Matt's Calvins on his face, up his nostrils, in his eyes, in his ears and most of all in his mouth that had brought him off like this and he was grateful - grateful to the lad who had been thoughtful enough to give him this generous present, who had filled his briefs with all the lusty and lustful man smells of youth, and who by now was beginning to exert a powerful fascination over Dave's mind. As always, Dave was invigorated by sex,.