I knew I was close and told her so. She told me to pull out and relax next to her. I pulled away and lay back next to her. She kissed me slowly as her...hand cupped my balls, gently squeezing and caressing them.“Wanna fuck me in the ass? I bet you like my big Latin ass, don’t you?”I smiled and admitted that I did like it, a lot. She got on all fours in front of me and I watched as she spread her butt open wide for me.“Fuck my ass, baby.”I didn’t need to be asked twice and took up position behind. I’ve figured out lots of ways of getting off and do it daily, usually twice.So there I was, a fifteen-year-old badly in need of a pussy when I realized that there was one living with me, my luscious sister, the junior prom queen and all around pain-in-the-butt. She had boys on a string, dozens of them, but as far as I knew she had never really hooked up with any of them, just fooled around and spent their money.Anyhow, this Saturday morning, after the folks left to go shopping and I satisfied. We've hit a roadblock."Dale looked thoughtful. "Maybe not. Judy is no real straight chick. I haven't gotten into her panties, but I know a guy who has." But what makes you think she'll do us a favor and screw your father? I mean, she doesn't owe us anything, and I can't go up to Judy's mother and say how about Bill sticking your daughter, so we can get us all in the game. And come to think of it--that also means pulling Monica in with us. Monica is--" No cherry, Mom; believe me. She's a lot. To catch any further accidents.” Henceforth, her CB handle became Diapers. Even her father started calling her Diapers. After he quit laughing, that is. Her mother did her best to hold in her laugh. She failed. Poor Diapers. Diapers and I spent many enjoyable evenings together. We attended sporting events, watched movies, ate out often, and frequently ended up in bed. She was a wonderfully energetic lover. Every time we made love, she acted like it was something new and special to her. Diapers.