Why did it feel so nice? It was like my own, right?. My breath quickened when the nipple went hard against my touch. I pinched it ever so lightly, del...ghting in the feel of it. This was so wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this. But it was so exciting. My cock throbbed and tented my shorts. This was hotter than anything I watched on the internet.But its my own sister!My body didn’t seem to care. All I know was that she was a beautiful, busty girl and chances like this didn’t come very often. This. Joan and I made love to one another for the first time in about a year. We had sex several times over the weekend. It was not much different from what it had been in the past, but it was better simply knowing Joan really wanted it, as opposed to doing it occasionally just to verify that I still desired her, which was the feeling I often had in the past. She really does still love me! On Sunday afternoon, away from the kids, she said, ‘Bob, I don’t know what’s wrong, but I know that something is. There I'vesaid it. Are you satisfied now?" Damn it. I don't know what stopped me. I had a raging horn and when she kneltover you and rubbed her cunt over your face, I blew off. I couldn't help myself." Never mind, there'll be other times. I might even ask Virginia over for a night andgive you the opportunity to take her. Get on your hands and knees, Shawn. I want tose: your balls hanging between your legs. They re so big and suckable," she said asan excuse to get him to bend over in front of. Above all, I did not want to get into a relationship because I had ambition and an obligation to my parents. They had migrated but I chose to stay here to complete the best education I could get. They relented eventually, even buying me this house.The loneliness and pressure did get to me sometimes but I would be ok after pleasuring myself in the privacy of my room. Although I was still a virgin, I learnt early on in life to rub myself and induce mind-blowing orgasms with just my fingers. I.