"Say it," he said. "Tell me what you want." "Eat me," she moaned. "Eat my pussy. Please!" Then she moaned loudly as he shoved his tongue into her fuck...ole deeply. He licked through her slit and closed his teeth on her clit, letting it drag through gently as his finger pushed into her again. His thumb pressed against her asshole, slick with juices running from her cunt. Emily began to shake as she felt her orgasm starting. Her thighs quivered. Her pussy throbbed. Mike closed his lips on her clit. So much.” She says. The love in her voice pulls me in and without thinking I kiss my older sister. This wasn’t the kind of kiss that’s done among siblings, but lovers. I can tell the kiss floods both of our bodies with warmth. After what seems like forever we break the kiss. Megan is so happy she can barely talk. I think we are both so wrapped up in this new feeling that we don’t even really know what to say. “I can’t wait for dinner.” Megan says. She seems to notice how red she is and looks. He suspected the last person to watch him use therestroom like this was his mother when he was a toddler. Still, it washis new reality. Women helped each other with dresses and hair andjewelry, even in the restroom.He pulled his panties and the shaper back up and rearranged the twoundergarment pieces such that his telltale bulge was minimized. Withthe General's help and keen eye, he then smoothed out his dress, carefulit all hung as it should. When they were both satisfied with theirlooks,. He seemed to put up a wall, waiting for something to happen. When it didn't the veil lightened. But it didn't drop away completely."If you want to talk. I've got time to listen to complicated. Especially, depressingly complicated. Been there, seen it, lived it. Fought my way out, on more than one occasion."His look changed a few times. Trepidation. Fear. Loneliness. Sorrow. And a couple more emotions, that I couldn't quite read, drifted across that forlorn face. Then a spark set, into those.