I slowly moved down my tounge and started smooching her pussy over the panties. and pussy got wet then I moved her panties down with my mouth .It was ...lean shaved and I smelled her pussy ,omg that smell got me more erotic. and I started smooching her pussy then left my tounge deeper into the pussy and I took my tounge out and inserted my finger and started rubbing . and she forced my head against her pussy and said to lick as well. and I inserted my two fingers and was licking her pussy. She. " "No way?" Gwen said, stopping crying as the conversation. Clearly intrigued her. "Have you ever found a girl attractive?" I asked. Gwen quickly glanced at my sister, a very pretty, big breasted redhead, before admitting, "Sure, all girls do." "Exactly," I said, without going deeper, wanting her to ask the question. "How does that correlate?" She asked. "Ever check out another girl's breasts?" I asked. Again she mindlessly glanced at my sister's ample cleavage. "Sure, but I still don't see. We went out the back door and down a tree-shaded path about twenty feet to an adorable little stuccoed cottage. Jake opened the door and we stepped in."Oh, my!" I looked around. "This is really nice!" Yeah. I think they built it for their fancy friends, but Gerry makes an exception for me. Come on, I'll show you the rest of the place." But I just stood there gawking at the antique furniture and the modern sculptures tastefully stuck here and there."You're not a fancy friend?" As long as you can. I glanced to the front door and saw my overnight bag, packed and ready to go to my hometown for a house party that I had been looking forward to for weeks. It never happened, it was all just a really intense and very realistic dream. I fell to the floor, realizing that the night of my dreams was nothing more than just that, a night of my dreams. I wept knowing that it wasn’t real. It broke my heart that it was fake. I couldn’t decide whether or not to go to the party, it could never live up to.