She looked nervous; I was excited. We smiled at her as she entered the coffee shop, she blushed as she smiled back. Daddy held open his rams to hug ...er and she fell into his hold like he was a warm blanket wrapping around her. She then turned to me and I hugged her. I kissed her cheek smelling her hair and her perfume, She was lovely much prettier in real life, I just knew we would become good friends Sally sat down and Daddy slid into the booth alongside her, I sat across from them. We. I lightly rubbed my clit. Nothing. I gave it a more urgent rub. Nothing.There’s always Master’s cock. It was a tiny, tiny voice inside my head. No! Never! I’d rather die!Of course, I knew what his cock looked like. I’ve known it for seven and a half years, despite not having seen it the last five until today. And thinking about him pissing into my mouth sent further waves of humiliation-inspired desire that simply did nothing to bring me over. If anything, it was now worse and still. I was so eager for it. I just had to see her. My sister’s pussy ... I needed to know what it looked like. Otherwise, I would go insane.I shoved my hand between my thighs and rubbed at my fourteen-year-old, virgin twat. Pleasure rippled through me. I whimpered, the passion needing to escape me. I couldn’t hold it in. It was too much.The door opened.Clarissa backed in, wearing her pink bathrobe. It was open. Dave, a tall guy with brown hair and the tattoo of a dragon wrapped around his right arm,. She was also reciprocated well and started pulling me for more intense kiss.We were literally licking each others mouth and exchanging the saliva. She was breathing heavily with soft moans. I dragged my hands towards her round , soft boobs and pressed it hard. My mouth was still busy in probing her mouth. I pressed her boobs over the shirt for some time and then went down for her buttocks, which I loved most.While we were chatting on hangouts, she sent me many pictures revealing her sexy ass in.