I spread her legs apart and moved down between her legs, running my tongue along her clit once, before sliding a finger into her and beginning to lap ...ungrily at her clit. I licked and fingered my dear little sister until she had orgasmed twice. Then I moved back up her body until I was positioned between her legs, my cock brushing against her dripping wet pussy. She looked up at me and said something about how we shouldnt do this, and I slowly pushed the tip of my cock into her pussy. I asked. Using these words will turn her on a lot. Not breasts (usually) but titties, not (never) vagina but pussy, cunt; not anus but ass-pussy, asshole, and lots of adjectives: pretty, girly, feminine, sweet, oily, slippery, etc. She’ll be willing and excited to talk about her own body and how she loves to make herself cum and what she does so she can.Phase Three: she must yearn to tell her husband her most secret, most sexy, most naughty fantasies. These are the ones she will barely admit to herself.. Turning, she smiled and raised both eyebrows. ”Whatcha need, Terry?””You think Steve has a pair of pajama bottoms that would fit me?””That skinny fucker,” she laughed, ”You are a foot taller than him and thirty pounds heavier.”I made that old Yeah, you're right, expression. "He is the runt of the family.””Are you naked?””No, I'm wearing boxers, ” I answered. She could see my tee shirt.”Come on, get under the comforter,” she said, ”You can help keep me warm.” I walked quickly from the bathroom. "Mum".Bart stood shell shocked, Lisa senesced this and went on "But she was only teaching me how to kiss for later, it wasn’t nothing...you know...I mean"...Bart was amazed, and then saw an opportunity."Have you ever kissed a boy”?, he asked.Lisa blushed."OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE'NT HAVE YOU"...Once again, Lisa blushed."Well their is no boy that would kiss me and...."She stopped."And what" Bart urged her on."Well, I know I practiced with mum, but without having a boy kiss me before I’m not sure if.