I need it to be niceand pretty. I stumble around and finally manage to pin the skirt to mychest with my elbow. I rest on the flusher and hope to cover...the noise ofmy antics. I close my eyes and see the little black dress. I think ofMom. I shake that off. Ew! I think of Lisa. I think of her in the dress.I'm close. I think of Katie. I think of the rumba panties. I think of thediaper. The school uniform and the diaper. And the rumba panties. I shootinto the toilet. I muffle my orgasm. That was. ”She kissed my shoulder again as her hand slid up over my balls and around my shaft. She started to stroke me slowly, sliding her hand all the way up the shaft, twisting around my bell end, and then back down to the base. She started stroking me faster, making me groan. I closed my eyes, savouring the pleasure I was getting from my own sister.“What the fuck are you guys doing?”My eyes flew open as I could see the bedside lamp switched on. I could see Lina looking at us, more in amusement than. "Wow, you have all the comforts of home here. A sort of a mini home." "Yes, I have a small refrigerator, microwave, TV, DVD player and of course a bed, actually two beds and there is one folded up against the back wall. All it's missing is a shower." I start looking for wrecker/salvage yards close to us and can only find one. I get the number and punch it into the phone and hand it to her. "Good luck," I say. A very short conversation later, her part is pretty much 'Okay', and 'I understand' I. Besides, men with big cocks had been a disappointment to me. I always thought if I found one with a big enough cock, I would have my first vaginal orgasm. Though my search led me to some pretty pleasurable cocks – nothing like the feeling of being completely filled – the pleasure always stopped just short of orgasm. Of course I couldn’t be honest about it – men with big cocks have enormous egos. So I faked orgasms to keep them from ramming away at me until I was raw.Jerry was a breath of fresh.