I stared, curious. I'd never seen any hymen before, let alone my own, and I was instantly fascinated. "So ... that keeps a guy from getting in me?" No... completely, no. He can still stick it in a bit, but that's your cherry, the one he has to bust through to make you a woman." What did it feel like when you had your cherry busted?" I asked, my eyes still watching my own sex as it started to drool a thin clear liquid, all-too-aware that my sister's fingers were still touching my privates."Well,". She slowly started lowering it towards my mouth. Look at my pussy, see how wet it is? I looked at it. She had it only a few inches from my face. I could see the cum I had deposited there. Does it look wet she asked me. Very I told her.Then plop, she sat the very pussy I had just cum in on my face. Not content with that she started moving her pussy all over my face coating me with her juices and mostly mine.Now stick out your tongue real far she told me as she rose off my face. Then once again. My best friend, Karin, was getting married in Las Vegas and had invited my family and I to her wedding. I went up a week before so we could hang out and do a little bachlorette party and then my husband and k**s would come a day or two before the wedding and we would allbe together. Karin had booked my room and as soon as I landed i checked in we met up. Karin is a very good looking woman in her mid forties. With Karin was a another friend of ours, Kay, another very good looking woman the. I realised that it was different for me. For them with 5,6, 7 punters a night, they zoned out from the sex while for me, each experience was memorable. I savoured every moment, feeling alive in a way I rarely do anywhere else.Anyway back to my first punter. I was anxious, trembling, but I also felt incredibly horny, as if I had been given a horny bitch injection. A few cars drove back as I was hanging back from the side of the road. Harry message me and told me to move to the road side and.