I had never wanted to grab someone by the hair so bad. I wanted to pull her hair and force my dick even further down her cock sleeve of a mouth. That'... the one thing that made a glory hole suck, to be honest. I felt like Ricky Bobby — I didn't know what to do with my hands. All I could really do was put them on the divider and pretend I was feeling up the world's flattest woman."I'm getting close," I said, not sure what the protocol for this kind of thing was."Not yet," she said, immediately. I looked down at my crotch. My underwear were soaked with my vaginal lube. It looked like I had peed myself but the pee was a sticky, white substance. That’s what it looks like when a person with a vagina is wet and turned on. I was proud of myself for being so insanely wet.“Are you a ghost?” I asked while kisses planted themselves all over my legs and while a tongue lapped up the juices running down my legs. It occurred to me that maybe the thing kissing me and drinking my cum couldn’t. In fact, he found himself turned on by the dirtiness of it. She had her hand wrapped firmly around him and was kneading gently as she worked her tongue lower and lower towards the base. The girl was a goddess with her tongue and Dean knew too well what he was in for. He swallowed and sent a silent thank-you upstairs for somehow landing him with a chick who absolutely loved giving head.She moved her mouth back up to the tip while sliding her fingers farther down into his pants to cup his sac. He. We held hands through the luggage claim routine and our walk to my car. I couldn?t get the thought out of my mind; my sister was hot! Chris talked all the way to home. She was going to cook and clean and do laundry. I wouldn?t have to do a thing.Chris settled in well. I had put a lock on my closet door and had hidden all of my sex toys where she wouldn?t see them. I only hoped that I would have a chance to use them now and then. Having never married and hardly dated I relied heavily on my.