Then in. Then out. Then in. And my asshole was relaxing, getting used to its intruder. It felt even better now. With each of her thrusts in, I felt ev...n more 'full', as her harder pushing created more pressure. And then she added another finger. Slowly at first, as I had done, and I got mixed feelings as my asshole stretched again. It got tense like before, but I was so 'full' I thought I might burst. Which was great. I liked the feeling of my asshole stretching, and it got used to it quickly.. It took but a moment to pull the door shut and lock it. Jasmine didn’t bang on the inside as I thought she might, but then she would probably make herself busy snooping, as would I.It was her bag I was after, or rather her phone, to see if she’d been covertly recording our conversation. She hadn’t, but there was a sheet of paper at the bottom of her bag – a list of establishments, one or two I recognized as having a clientele with extremely specialized tastes. There were hand-written question. “When did you come to my room?” I asked. “Did you come last night, and do something with me when I was sleeping?” I asked something very stupid. I felt bad. I shouldn’t have asked something like that. “No, I came this morning. I thought you would have woken up, but you were still sleeping, so I just lay down next to you. I swear I didn’t do anything,” Adam started giving explanations to something stupid I asked. “Its Okay, I shouldn’t have asked something like that,” I apologized. Adam didn’t. I started to get a feel for wearing my sister's clothes when the house was empty one time. My sister, Annie, is twenty-one and she's stunning. All my friends want to fuck her and, to be honest, so did I. She has short blonde hair, blue eyes, 34D tits and a nice curvy ass. Like I said, I'd be sneaking into my sister's room when the house was empty and trying on her clothes. At first it was just bra and panties. I'd get so hard just doing that so I kept going back. Then it escalated and I started.