I call my friend, the woman who normally does it, but she's not available until next week. Shit. I go to my macbook, check the address book to see who...else could do it and as I'm scrolling through I hear the 'pop' of an instant message...It's you! We start chatting. Comparing our weeks, vying to see who's hard the worst time. That would be you, as usual. I'm telling you how stressed I've been and although you sympathise, as always you take the piss.I ask if you can think of anyone who'd be free. If the pain in my nipples was anything to go by, and knowing that my clit was a hundred times more sensitive, the pain had to be really bad. But then I looked into Anne’s face, saw the hunger and need for plain old me in the beautiful blonde’s eyes, and another layer of resistance inside me gave way. “I’ll let you bite my clit.” I told her quickly, before I could change my mind. “Brilliant!” she exclaimed, instantly giddy as if Christmas had come early. “Then start.” I moved my hands a bit. Our hands were roaming and we found each others pleasure zone. We stopped and asked each other if this is ok. I told him we aren't in high school anymore. The kissing and feeling progressed until we were both naked. I told him that I had a dr appointment to get updated on my birth control. My friend said that he will give me an exam that I would never forget.He sat me up on the diningroom table, propped some pillows behind my back and had me spread my legs wide apart. First, he inserted a. Like the size of the guy in the pictures! How come it's big? Is it always like that?" she questioned."Naw, it got big from...uhhh...looking at these pictures. When a guy sees sexy things, it gets big." Oh, i see...could I touch it?" she blurted out."NO WAY!" Jared shouted. "Look, you can tell mom and dad what you want, but now way am i letting you touch it!" Though the thought of his cock in his sister's tiny hands turned him on so much, he became even harder, stretching the limits of his.