When she came, she started to thrash her head violently and started to scream. I thought the people next door or even management was going to come kno...king at our door to see if there was any trouble. Mom finally realized what she was doing and covered her mouth. She tried her best to control herself, but it was no use. I never realized that mom was a screamer. This hot cake really knew how to turn me on! After mom had her big O, I brought mom over to the bed and set her down at the edge. I. My beautiful little sister, Christi, dressed like a complete slut…or…well, like 95% of girls her age. Her cut off jean shorts could barely cover her big, round ass and the spaghetti strap top she was wearing didn’t come close to covering her navel. Before she even spots me, I already feel awful for thinking so harshly of her appearance. I guess it’s just a bad habit I picked up after Dad passed away. I put a grin on my face and wave at her. For my effort I get the best gift possible for a big. I stroked his cock up and down. Then I knelt at the bed and pulled his jeans from him. I raked my nails up his legs and grabbed his boxers. I tugged at them as his penis caught the elastic band. I worked them over the edge and watched as inch after inch was exposed. I pulled them over his toned legs then licked my way up them. I got to his crotch and slid my tongue up eight inches of him. I could hear him breathing heavily and looked up to see him staring down at me. As he watched I slid all of. She dipped her head farther, fully engulfing my cock. I could feel my cock sliding down to her throat. Her lips, mouth, tongue and throat felt warm and wet and my cock was swelling even more. I knew she could taste the pre-cum and wanted more as she slid her head back, all the way to the end of my cock, stopping with only her lips pursed on my tip. And then she slid down again. And then back up. And then...I would like to describe a slow, luscious, wet experience that lasted a long time, but.