I was sitting on our bed, watching you. You were lost in another one of those stupid TV shows, the ones that I have absolutely no interest in whatsoev...r. To tell the truth, I couldn't care less about what was on the damn television anyway. I wanted what was in your pants. I didn’t want to waste the entire afternoon watching TV. Between the holidays, work, and the other stresses of life, we rarely got to spend time together. I knew that in a couple of hours I would have to get ready for work, so. With this continued treatment I felt myself nearing my peak, and my legs locked in response. My sister must have noticed, because at the last second I felt her pull off, just before I released several ropes of cum into the air. After I had stopped, I felt her lick my dick clean, and then run her hand up my body until her hand met the blindfold. She removed it, and I soon found myself face to face with my cum-covered sister. Words escaped me once again, and I just stared into her deep green. She was looking down still, but I could see she was biting her lip. I was inside of her as far as I could go now. She looked up at me, smiling. "We did it!"I couldn't help but laugh. Katie laughed with me, but was cut off by a moan that was more of a gasp than anything else. Katie slowly lifted herself up, taking my cock out of her. This time was much faster, naturally, and within seconds she was lowering herself back onto me. Katie continued to lower and lift herself, slowly gaining speed.I. Fuck. Cum. Blow job . Words that we don't use in polite speech. I think about words. Small tits but sensitive nipples. Wet pussy. Hard cock. Pearl necklace. Jacking off. Fingering. Pinching your hard rosebuds atop your tits. Stroking my cock in front of your face. Sticking my tongue between the folds of your wet lips. Clitoral sucking. A finger up your ass. But not words of love and romance. No flowers. No dinners by candlelight. I touch myself. It is dark. I am alone. Now I am hard. I feel the.