"It's not much," I explained as I turned the key in the lock,"but it's home."Will brought his bags inside and took a look around. He noticed my throw...ugs and my wall scrolls, and he spied the punching bag I kept in thecorner."I'm glad you finally learned how to clean up and decorate, sis," Willsaid to me. "When you were my brother, you were SOOO messy. Being awoman definitely agrees with you." Thanks," I replied uneasily. "I think." Relax, sis, it's a compliment," Will said back to me. He. What steps are you talking about? Jerking off?" Girls don't have anything to jerk. We frig our clits or rub our nubs. I used to do that every couple of hours. That's tough to work into a busy day. I found something that keeps me happy in between visits from Big Steve here." I stroked his cock through his shorts."OK, I give. What is it?" This," I said, taking my pacifier out of my bag and holding it up.Steve looked at it like he had no clue what it was or what I used it for. I waited patiently. She is known to talk without thinking and it can be taxing after a long day at work. So I have simplified things for you. If you want she doesn't need to talk and you can just enjoy her pleasures."Wendy nodded in affirmation of her compliance, looking pleased. Right on cue, as my eyes traveled back to her breasts, Wendy arched her back and pointed her hard nipples and virtually non-existent breasts at me, and then spread her thighs a bit wider. I walked up closer able to clearly see her swollen. She undid my bra and pulled the straps off my shoulders. Once I was free of it, she looked me over once more, and gave me the nod of approval. “How do I look?” she asked, holding her arms out and posing. “Awesome,” I said, hoping it was the right word. I heard my girls say it all the time, and I hoped I didn’t sound too dorky. I tucked my bra into my jeans pocket and arm in arm, we rejoined the party. Things had slowed down. The group of people huddled around the appetizer table had left, and.