“So Kathy, why is it every time I am going on a mission there seem to be others who want to come with me?”“Why for the adventure, of course,” ...he replied.“Really? It seems more likely that I have protectors to watch over and guide me.”“It’s just your imagination,” she said with a wink.Yes, it was my imagination all right. No doubt the loyalty Samuel had from those he knew was part of the reason I was always helped with my adventure. Being the well versed lawyer that I was, I would not refuse. At thirteen, I was two years into puberty, but apart from the occasional cracking of my voice, the always bothersome and inopportune erections and the rampaging herd of zits that continuously migrated across my skin; I hadn't had to deal with the actual female aspect yet.That was quickly changing. My sister's soft contours pressing against me and our combined body heat had conspired to give me the most intense and painful hard-on of my young life."Izzy... ?" I whispered softly, my voice cracked. And I knew I was doing it the way she wanted because she began to grunt with every breath and her body trembled. I could feel her belly quivering against my chest. She came hard. Her thighs squeezed my head as her body shook violently. Her fingernails dug into my side even through my shirt, and her asshole clenched around my invading finger so hard it almost hurt. I rode it out, feeling her pussy squirt its cum all over my face and into my mouth. When it was over, she sagged, panting for. Even allowing for the one moment of uncertainty, I was really happy with the way the evening had gone. True, I was a little scared at the strength of feelings I'd had. It didn't take much hindsight to accept that this was the first time I'd had a proper emotional connection with a woman. Whilst I was still a young male with a definite physical interest in Lyn as a female, it was not the prime feeling. I wouldn't swap last night for even a night of sex with identical twins (my ultimate and.