She said that I might have to help her get dressed afterwards too. I knew that she had several useful tools in her bedroom to help her get dressed but...of course she didn’t have of them out here. I knew that mom would help her get dressed morning too. I also knew that dad always helped mom to get dressed in the morning.So after removing Bethany Belle’s pants I just looked at her sitting there in her bra and panties. I had never seen that much of her skin before. My fat sister had a pretty face.I. Thankfully, I had the forethought to trim for this, so I felt like I looked good.I turned and moved towards the bed. We didn’t say anything, instead looked at each other with lust, and desire. I was so nervous, aroused, and I could clearly see from the outline in his underwear he was.He took my hand and pulled me towards him. I wrapped my arms around him and lay back on the bed, so turned on, wet, swollen. I opened my legs, inviting him to see the results of our short time together. He moved to. If you'd like to skip right to my story, skip the next paragraph.I wouldn't be looking for anything extreme or experiment too far. I've always considered myself straight. I love women, breasts, pussy, the whole lot. I find women attractive and can see myself romantically attached to women. But for a few years now I've been looking at men too, specifically cocks. I don't find men attractive really, at least not in the romantic sense. I could never see myself in a relationship with one either.. Helping me into my leather look leggings, he then stood behind me, holding my tender breast as I pulled my tight red top over my head. Placing the palm of his hands over my nipples, I slid the tight top into place. He skilfully removed his hands from my breast, smoothing them down my stomach and around my waist. I turned to kiss him with my spunk tasting mouth, slipping my tongue softly into his mouth.Breaking apart from our goodbye kiss, I scribbled my phone down on a pad and signed Slut, as.