" That's right you little slut, come for me, come all over my cock." I continue to slam in and out of her and to her embarrassment, she finds herself ...n the verge of another orgasm. My hand is suddenly over her mouth again, two fingers forced into her mouth as I continue to slam into her. She sucks on them instinctively, pushing back against my cock in her as she licks and puts pressure on my fingers. As quickly as they arrive, they are gone. A moment later, she feels the same two fingers, this. She also didn't like howit made her dresses fit and all. So, no package for my lady.Instead she wanted a "retractable cock." That's where things gotcomplicated. This was pretty high end stuff here. Top of the line.Jenna's cock would be a living, throbbing demonstration of just howadvanced the state of the bammer art had become. They based it off ofher own clit.The reason the process was taking so long, and was so involved, wasbecause they needed to duplicate that clit - in all its beauty -. Good good.I needed him and he needed me.“I had sex with my sister,” he complained.“Wrong. We made love. Toss that ‘sister’ stuff aside. I needed you, Brad. Not some random stud. I could’ve hit a bar and had one of those in an hour. I needed YOU. Safe. Caring. Responsible. You, that I’ve known my whole life.”“You think of me like that?”“I do.”“But I’m your brother.”“Nope. Man that I’ve known and respected and adored my whole life. This is just the final level.”We made love. Got out of bed, went. The internet was new and exciting. We bought a computer to keep up with the neighbors and delve into the new frontier online. Laurie and I traded nights glued to it playing games and wasting time. Our bed became just a place to sleep instead of a place of intimacy.After some time the games bored me, I went “surfing” to see what I could find in the vast world wide web. It was during these little escapades I discovered adult web sites. I found all sorts of interesting, strange, erotic things. If.