Your eyes are fixed on his, as he takes both of your hands and guides you to your feet. A wanting smile passes your lips and your eyes now beg for pas...ion, as you stare up into his eyes. Not saying a word, or changing your gaze, your hand finds his manhood...fully aroused, and waiting for your attention.With both hands you skillfully unbutton his shirt, and push it from his shoulders as it drops softly to the floor. His trousers fall as swiftly. Taking his hands into yours, you draw him. I think that I got her attention."Oh Rob, that would be wonderful." I figure the whole family could go. I think the kids would enjoy it as well." The chance to get away does not happen often. I can certainly attest to that." I know. I have never been that far south for a vacation. Let's plan on going there for the first week of spring break. I checked the school calendar and the kids are off that same week." I have already taken that week off work. I also took the Friday before so we can leave. Born to be a slut I guess. Now again, I didn't really know about sex at that time, but I knew it felt HELLA good and I wanted to experience that again. I started masturbating regularly at around 8 years old. Nothing would come out but I would definitely orgasm. The sensations were incredible but I couldn't emulate the feeling of my sisters mouth, like I wanted. Somewhere in this time, my sister started playing with herself too. She even went as far as to fabricate sex toys out of her normal. Dylan takes a step towards me. "I took her home and she invited me in. I said no." I don't buy the gentleman act for a second. The elevator is quickly approaching my floor and I turn away from him. "How courteous of you. 'Night," I say, mockingly. The doors ping open but as I begin to walk out, Dylan pulls me back and pushes me against the wall. He puts his hands on the wall by either side of my face, staring intently into my eyes. "No, you're not walking away from me again," he growls at me..