I moved down, kissing his legs, my hands on his hips as I worked up. Reaching his cock, I kissed over it, licking up the shaft as I looked up at him, ...is head rolled back, eyes closed. As my lick ended on the tip I kept moving upwards, kissing that flat stomach, my hands squeezing his hips and working back around to his ass. I worked up to his nipples, kissing and flicking them with my tongue. As I did so, my cock which had been pressed against his leg the whole way up was now rubbing against. .." What's the hold up? You forget your name?" Questioned the girl with theshort blonde hair.Jaux did, in fact, forget what his name was. He only said it once afterall, and after the tiring excitement today he had completely knocked thename out of his mind.The third girl, the one with the long and braided blonde hair, giggled atJaux's stunned expression, "Aw, she's a shy type, how cute." Well, more than one way to solve this," said the red haired girl as sheplucked away Jaux's papers, "it says. ’ ‘Thank you,’ I said, feeling my face heat up. I was wearing a short-skirted retro dress. It was royal blue. It had fake buttons going up the front, which hugged my chest so tightly that it made my chest look great. I was also wearing gray leopard print flats, and blood red lip gloss. I took a quick look at him. He was wearing a white button-up shirt. I couldn’t tell how long the sleeves were because he was wearing a chocolate brown leather jacket. He matched that with dark, tight jeans and. .. I hope you enjoy.Note 2: Unlike many of my stories, this one is short on detailed character development and more about the sex.Note 3: Of course, all participants are eighteen or older (in this case just eighteen).Note 4: Thanks to MAB7991 for his usual editing work and Goamz for a last minute edit check.When did the plan to fuck my twin sister formulate?In truth, ninety percent of my stroke fantasies were of my gorgeous, bitch sister; ninety percent of those were revenge fantasies where I.