Today, ‘Ole Black Joe’ was still considered a legend,at least in his own mind. ‘Ole Black Joe’ could dreamnow, couldn’t ...e? Joe didn’t know that a dildo had beenfashioned after his own big black cock. He had beenjust that popular in Jamaica with all the pretty white,American ladies coming down to get away from theirboring white husband and boyfriends for some discreet,wild ‘jungle’ sex. He really was a legend that lived oneven today and was found. It was true i proceeded with extreme caution when it came to my sister, but what i had seen a moment ago left little doubt towards the authenticity of her declaration! In any case, she rose from her kneeling position, after slapping my sister pretty loudly on her clits, which garnered a soft, horny moan from my sister. I was looking at the sleeping sister, amazed, when she enquired, “so, did you get the condom?”With bated breath, i showed the crumpled piece of rubber to her and said, “it’s. But at my eye level, I had a clear view of her hairy snatch as she let go.It put me over the line when she did, and before I could stop myself, I was spraying a hell of a lot of spunk onto the shower screen. It was a bit embarrassing. I stopped as soon as I could, and sprayed water on the glass to wash my spunk off. I sneaked a glance at her to see if she had noticed. Oh, yes! Her eyes were on my spunk, but she looked up at me, finished peeing and put her clothing in order.'Don't worry, dear, '. "Now it was Ruth who took the initiative, moving quickly as if wanting to make sure this was done before either girl could think better of what they were doing. Taking hold of her big sister, she turned and pushed her up against the wall, firmly pinning her there with her own body and once more kissing her.It was a fierce, bruising kiss that, on the one hand, seemed to last forever and, on the other, came to an end all too soon.Pulling back at long last, Ruth looked at her big sister with a shy.