As I started to play with my tongue inch by inch on her pussy, my sister began to let out moans. “Mmm. don’t stop da. go deeper, continue da.”As...she was reaching her climax, she lifted her legs and placed it on me like locking me under. I was still holding her hands outside her thighs. I went to the deepest and licked it like an ice cream. On the extreme pleasure, my sister let out her juices as a flood on my face. I licked all of it without wasting them.My sister was exhausted now and she was. I made a little box about half as high as the stool, but that didn't work either. I tried standing on pillows, on a pile of various sizes of rugs, but the only way I could seem to hit that spot was by standing on my tiptoes. But that was too hard to do, especially for bouts of sex that could sometimes last twenty minutes to half an hour. I was in the mall shopping one day and as I was passing by a shoe store something caught my eye and I stopped to take a look. It was a black high heeled shoe. What I did was my own doing. I know this will sound like I'm making excuses but at the time I was another person in another world. I was driven to prove myself at work as not just a good female attorney, but a great attorney by any measure in any circumstance. Being a full partner in the firm was the Holy Grail for me and I have worked like a Dervish to reach that goal all of my professional life. When John intimated that there might be a promotion and even the possibility of being offered a. Once we saw a MAN..." and Lessa floated up to him, "nothing else would satisfy." Lessa reached out and gently but firmly took the pistol out of Horn's hand. "No guns allowed, Captain." Casting it aside to float towards the back of the cabin, she then ran a hand down his chest to his groin, feeling the long, thick, hard weapon there."And this," she added, beginning to slide down his body, "will have to be disarmed before we get to the ship."Captain Horn grabbed onto two hand holds on the ceiling.