“I’ll kill you one day.” She muttered. I grinned.“Please. I know you better than you think, baby sister.”“Beast.”“Bitch.” She didn�...t say anything else, or if she did I didn’t care. I needed a new bed. Sidney woke up around midnight. I’d left her lying on the ruined mattress and box spring, after picking the pieces of the frame out from under her. If she was shocked by my wings, she didn’t show it. A moment passed, the two of us just staring at one another, and another. I smiled what I hoped was. She sat up and used her hands to push my face into her crotch. I kept still as she enjoyed the pleasure of her orgasm, my penis throbbing with its need for relief. She stood and pulled me up to kiss her. We kissed passionately for a few moments with my penis blindly probing at her stomach. "Oh," she exclaimed looking down, "it's warm." I leaned into her and rubbed my erect penis against her firm muscular stomach. It felt wonderful. "It feels like a hot poker," she laughed, playfully moving. Is a man alleged and presupposed to be this exquisitely dishy and well-proportioned. Is this up to the mark and so and so? Is it really? Just when his eyes burrow and pierce into mine, I can start to feel my yoni and twat down there become watery and wringing wet. Yes! She cannot curb and countervail against giving way and knuckling over to lasciviousness and randiness. Lustily—with might and main—she is already rapacious and greedy and desirous for Stian's tool and joystick itself. Darn! Won't. Imgur.com/3kXtPtH.jpgHowever, other than getting naked and messing around, I was still a virgin so having sex wasn’t on my mind. At least, if it was on my mind, it was in the back of my mind. Not that it mattered; but, unlike Arkansas where the age of consent is 16, in California, I wasn’t legal, having had my seventeenth birthday only three months earlier.In any event, I didn’t object to going to their room because they were both very nice and I knew I was in control. Besides, I wanted to see.