"Yeah," I quietly replied."Don't worry, there's a bra in lost property that I'll go get and we canstuff it together, okay? Don't worry we've had it st...am cleaned." Oh great," I said as she left. What the hell was going on? Even staringat my flat chest she still was willing to believe that I was just a flatchested manly girl.I mean I wasn't the manliest man around. I had hair that was almosttouching my shoulders and I was pretty skinny and lithe, not to mention alittle shorter than most guys.. If she wore a swim suit, I noticed her tits and thighs and ass and would work hard at thinking about something else. It was my sister after all. I couldn't be attracted to her. I couldn't be aroused by her body.As teenagers, we were both virgins and used to talk about what it would be like some day when we met the person of our dreams, got married, what kind of partner we wanted, etc. We really shared a lot of intimate, personal thoughts over the years. One time we started talking about what it. "Sarah reached up and rubbed her hand on his dick. Kurt jumped as she touched his dick. Erin watched as her best friend grouped her son right before her eyes. "It feels nice too. I love the shaved legs too. Is it all shaved?"Instead of waiting for the answer Sarah pulled down his speedo in one quick motion. "Wow. It's all shaved."The awkward feeling needed to stop for Kurt, and he tried in vain to get them to stop."Please stop. This is not ok"Erin's mind was in a drunk fog, and she did not know. ”“Pussy? Say it, pussy.”“P-p-pussy.”“Now say, 'I want to lick your pussy'.”“I want to lick your pussy.”“Good, now first we should probably wipe up this mess. You probably don't want to lick up your cum and it's been dripping down my stomach since you came.” He smiled. “You don't do you?”“Not if I don't have to.”“You don't have to do anything.”“But you want me to. You want me to lick your pussy as much as I dream about you, you know.” “You're gonna have to say it. You want me to suck your cock..