“Don’t talk loud,” said she, “it will never do to let any one know what we are at.” Our voices dropped to a whisper, whilst by her advice I ...ulled off trousers and drawers, and she stripped stark naked.Then she carefully greased my prick with pomatum, and put some on her arse-hole; it was the work of a minute, not a word was said. She then, stark naked, sat by the side of me on the sofa, began fondling and kissing me, took my hands in hers and rubbed my fingers on her clitoris, half frigged. " Yes Miss Alyssa."It took me several minutes of fumbling and I was afraid she would begone when I finally got back to the computer or she would be mad - butshe just thought it was cute. She told me I was a good girl and told methat I would learn and that I would be getting plenty of practice. Shetold me that even though I was older than her that from now on I wasgonna be like her little sister. A part of me felt like she was turningme into her own little playtoy. Like a Barbie doll or. I wanted it to be that night, but she’d not mentioned sex to me since the call earlier in the week.The movie ended, and I fidgeted nervously.“Well, I’m kinda tired,” she said, stretching. “I guess I should go home.”“You can sleep here again if you want,” I said.She looked at me sideways. “Sure,” she said. “Will it be here on the sofa, or …” Her words hung in the air.Trying to be confident, I said, “You wanted me as your birthday present, let’s go in the bedroom and have sex.” Boy, I must have. I am panting now. Finally, she closes her fingers ever so slowly toward my nipples. Reaching the edges, she squeezes them gently and I almost scream, "Ahhhh."Her smile broadens. "Yes, my lovely, I will please you," she says. Her fingers stroke my pulsing, hard nipples upward toward the tip, then back down to the base and up again. Slowly she caresses the sides of my nipples with her delicate touch.Over and over she strokes my nipples, making me moan constantly. Then suddenly she grasps my.