I groaned and wanted so badly to taste it, but I knew the reprocussions wouldn't be worth it. "Good girl," he whispered. He let his meat drop and I b...t my inner lip hard. It was so difficult to resist. "Now sit there while I clean off," he demanded. My knees began to ache so I lowered down and rested my ass on my calves. I watched him take a washcloth to his dick, caressing it gently. He knew I was watching, that's why he was putting the show on. He truly knew me better than I did. I smiled. Asking a boy out had never been a problem for me. I'd dated plenty of boys and hadn't minded their hands all over me. I'd been topless in more than one back seat but had drawn the line at my waist, never allowing hands or fingers at my pussy, neither outside nor inside my panties.On the other hand, I was far from a stranger to the taste of sperm, having long since discovered that a blowjob was an excellent way to send a boy home happy without having to fight off his entreaties to take my. They would go to bed early or for hours during the day and there would be noises from the room, much later they would come out and carry on with life as normal, other than having rather large smiles on their faces and act affectionately towards each other. This was all new to me as I still felt awkward if the lights were left on while in bed much less having others hear any noises coming from the room.As time went on I started thinking more and more about my brother-in-law and how his body. Mir war wirklich nichtbewusst gewesen, wie oft mir Mom etwas auftrug.##"Morgen ist Heiligabend", sagte Mom. "Abends gehen wir in die Kirche.Kommen deine Freundinnen?" Ich habe keine Ahnung. Biene geht normalerweise nicht in die Kirche, undvon Svenja wei? ich es nicht." Viele Leute gehen Weihnachten in die Kirche, die es sonst nicht machen.Rufe sie an und frage sie."Ich stand auf und machte einen Knicks. Diesmal kein Minuspunkt.Biene freute sich, dass ich mich meldete, und fragte, ob sie zu.