After all, there was no way we could face each other again. The other thing that was disturbing me was how powerful my feelings were. Every time I tho...ght of her, my stomach fluttered, and it terrified me. What did it mean? Was it nausea or elation? I kept reflecting on the feelings I had experienced, and how I never felt anything so powerful, so wonderful in my whole life. Was it just a freak thing, or was it my sister that caused them? I questioned my sexuality, and my feelings for my sister. But after a few moments’ reflection, she found herself warming to the idea because she had learned it from John. All her life she had associated the word “sex” with big breasted, long-legged women; but according to John’s description, these physical features had nothing to do with sex per se. All that was necessary was a boy and a girl. Or a man and a girl, in this case. That last thought made her cheeks go rosy; something that did not escape John’s notice. “Tell me what you’re thinking,” he. Until I felt him clench up, and grab a fistful of my hair. ‘Fuck… Baby… Yes… Fuck… I’m gonna cum…’ I felt the hot salty liquid hit the back of my throat and tongue. And then slide down my throat coating it in his taste. I continued to work him up and down swallowing when I had to until he stopped jerking. ‘Lay on your back.’ He said when the words came to him. And I did. Yet again he climbed on top of me, leg between mine, with his left hand he supported his weight, while with his right, he. She quite literally purred as she took my cock into her mouthand licked the last residue of cum off it. Then she kept going until I washard again. - Will you fuck me again? Please? I will be good for you, I promise! I answered by flipping her around so she was on all fours in front of me.She eagerly spread her legs and dig her hands down into the bed,anticipating my onslaught.I mounted her like my nasty little chink bitch in heat. Fucking her hard. - You need it hard, don't you, slant eyes! -.