I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said, losing control, being used, all that. I just wasn’t sure if you were ready to talk about all that.�...“I don’t have anything else to do.”“Have you talked any more to that psychologist?”“I know you said I should listen, and I did, but I ended up telling her to go get fucked.”“You mean so you’d have something in common to talk about?”Candy chuckled. “Yeah, funny. Tell me what you were thinking about.”“I don’t have it all figured out but there are some. She placed her naked body down on me, accidentally placing her bare pussy right above my half hard penis inside my pants. There was jeans separating my cock from her vagina, but she could definitely feel my 7-inch high school penis poking at her underside. I reached my arm around her and I continued making the playlist. I would ask her from Time to time, "Do you like this band?", Pointing to a group name with my mouse. And she would murmur a yes or a no and I would add them or pass them up.. Her tits are larger than I expected. Her sports bras must do a good job at confining them. Her waist is tight and small and flares out to her sexy little hips. My dick twitches and jerks hard as I stare at her naked body in front of me. Her fingers are gliding expertly in and out of her hole and her girl cum is dripping down her slit and onto my chair"Damn that thing is big bro." she mutters almost proudly. I begin stroking with a little more zeal as I gain some confidence from my sister's. In the meantime, we heard more talk from k**s at school talking about having sex with their boyfriends. We knew what they were talking about and also knew that our curiosity would spur us to consider taking the next step with our dad. We talked about it for several days and decided that it would be best to break our hymens first so that we didn’t get any blood on dad’s pajamas. Using the handles of our hairbrushes, we coated them with Vaseline and each of us broke our hymens on the same night..