She said and pulled me in for another heated kiss. Wow, you learn quick. You already kiss great. I blushed, guessing it was probably said just to make...me feel better. I walked to the door with her, wishing to never let go. She kissed me again, but more gently, then left. I stood staring through the glass of the door until she was completely out of sight. I got onto the computer on my moms account. She was not computer savvy at all so her password was very easy 1qwertyui. I used her account for. Curling my left hand in it I tug on it gently, pulling her head back to me. Reaching around with my right to circle her throat I bite her earlobe and grin, "Don't move."Releasing her, I walk slowly around, admiring her from every angle. At first, she appears shy under my scrutiny then emboldened, her leg out at forty-five degrees, back straight, breasts proudly displayed as our eyes meet. Her pussy is waxed and smooth looking, the mound so inviting. I smile and she looks at me questioningly,. But his finger was dry and she told him to stop for a minute.Looking at his penis, April asked, "What is that clear stuff?"He proudly told her, "It's precum, male lubricant so it slides in easy."Nodding to her virgin orifice, April told her step brother, "You may try it."Needing no further prodding, Denny lined himself up and rubbed it all around the sensitive areas of his step sister's vulva until it found her opening.April closed her eyes in pleasure as her step brother's penis snaked inside. She said, "Follow me, stud," turned on her heel, and led us down the corridor. I did follow, as did the eyes of every man in the terminal.The driver was about five six or so, but her five-inch, stiletto-heeled, open-toed shoes brought her close to my height of six two. Her bright auburn hair was cut short and tight around her head in a style called "pixie" in my great-grandfather's age and "carefree" in these first days of the twenty-first century.But I suspect I was the only man who noticed.