“You did it. I’m so proud of you.”My eyes popped open. I guess that means they were closed before that.Those simple words sent a surge of pride ...hrough me. I really did it. And he was proud of me. I looked at Dan and gave him a grateful smile. Then I remembered that I was cross with him and I frowned.“Don’t touch me,” I hissed through teeth locked together.“Would it help if you held my hand?” asked Dan. It was like he hadn’t heard what I said – or he was ignoring it.He lifted his hand up above. I saw that it was her sister. I wondered how she could take this step. She told me that she had come back from the bathroom to pick up her soap when she saw both of us in each other’s arms oblivious of the world around. Further the exposure of her to me after the bath and its result on my cock, as she spied and saw, gave her enough strength as she was attracted to me from the time she saw me when I came. I relaxed a bit and held her face in my hands and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She. .I….NEED it., I whimpered. With a smooth, fluid motion, his big cock entered my tight, hot, wet pussy. I could feel every inch as it stretched me to an amazing fullness. He started pumping, slowly at first, then faster and faster. I couldnt stop cumming. I could feel my hot pussy squirt all over his balls, the way I was bent over against the hood of the car meant he kept hitting my g-spot. I thought I was going to die from ecstasy. My legs were shaking, I could hear him grunting behind me. . “Yes”“Good. First, you need to get a haircut, and not an eight dollar one, OK? I know someone that will do a good job, can I call her?” He agreed and I made him an appointment for later that day. I wrote the address on a notepad and added my address underneath it. “here’s what you need to do. Get your haircut, go home and take a shower, and come to my place at Seven o’clock. Handing him the toy, “I want you to use this before you leave your place, it will help later on, got it?”Somewhat in.