I wanted to feel his hot, throbbing shaft deep inside me, pounding me into orgasmic bliss. My wetness was seeping through my panties at the thought of...him drilling into me like I was his very own cum slut. He could do anything to me, and I loved every thing he did. Oh, how I wanted him to wake up! How could he not wake up to the hand full and a half of my breast in the palm of his hand. I thought about sneaking my hand down into my panties and playing with my clit through my own juices my. “It’s very confusing to have my brother dating someone with the same name as my best friend,” Lisa said when we were sitting around our living room with hot chocolate and scones.“Oh, I wouldn’t want to make it hard on you,” Cheryl giggled. “Tell you what. Why don’t you all call me CeeCee. That’s what all my friends in high school called me.”“CeeCee?” I asked.“Cheryl Connors. My initials.” And that was it as far as my family was concerned. She was CeeCee to us from that point forward.It’s hard. I dreamed then of seeing what he looked like naked, and now nine weeks later, I had his cock in my hand and was massaging it and making him hard. I massaged his scrotum and testicles softly exciting them and making them churn with energy. As he shivered and shook with sexual energy, I would move the energy up to his heart and through his body. I had done this many times, but Allen was the very first person I had respond so exceptionally well and enjoy so many orgasms without ejaculating. I. I could feel his breath on my forehead. His hand swept the wet hair out of my face slowly and tilted my head to look at him. His soft looks melted my heart. He leaned in and our lips touched ever so slightly. My heart was racing. His hand grabbed the top of my towel and slowly slid it off my body. I sat there in shock as he kissed me gently. Every move he made was so soft, graceful, and it drove me crazy. I just wanted to get rough and jump on him, but he was holding me back, making me take.