Pink darkening into red, purpling at the lips. There was already a sheen of wetness. At this angle the sphincter of her anus peeked out from the shado...s. Both would have to wait. I leaned forward and kissed her again, my softened dick rubbing her as our lips locked and tongues tangled. She pressed her impatience on me with the bucking of her hips, but I was not to be rushed. I explored her mouth, her even teeth, all the sensory detail of her tongue, before turning my head and filling my lungs. ” My overheated nymphet high school sister swooned when I nailed her to the mattress. Tiffany and I tossed and rolled all over the cramped bed in the cab of the truck. I fucked her seven ways to Sunday, she fucked me back just as eagerly, just as passionately. She was the first to climax, clinging to me, her hips banging against my groin as her pussy sucked the life out of my erection. After she had three successively stronger orgasms, we took a much needed break. Tiffany was sitting. Bob reached up and touched her cheek. "It happened because you neededit to happen. It could have been anybody. I was just handy." "NO IT DIDN'T" she snapped at him. "It happened because you're hunglike a fucking HORSE! One look at that thing and all I could think aboutwas how empty I felt! What are we going to do Bobby?" "That depends on you." he said simply. "You mean you'd do it again?" she said, with both hope and scorn in hervoice. "Any time you want to baby sister. You say. .." Greg scratched his head. "Why are you going all the way to Beaverton to see a girl who isn't queer?" He glanced at me again, "If you're not queer either?" Uh..." I made a face."You are queer?" He looked at me so long I almost yelled at him to watch where he was going. "Jesus, when did you turn queer? I thought Kyle was your boyfriend now. Does he know about this Julie chick?" He is my boyfriend," I sighed. "And no, he doesn't know ... Well, he met her, but he doesn't know I'm meeting her..