Then I felt it.A man had left his seat and he cupped my most intimate area in his hand. “Damn, Jameel, this one really is a slut. Her pussy’s soak...ng,” I heard him say as I tried to squirm away. I cried out for Jameel as the stranger held me in place. “What’s happening, Jameel?” I yelled.Jameel strutted over and I was shocked to see that he wore only boxers. His huge dick was clearly erect.“So, all that time I was calling you white girl, it seems I should have been calling you white slut,” he. I leaned back as Melissa smiled saying that was fucking awesome, and it was needed I had to admit all the rumours I had heard where true and was looking forward to a lot more, we got dressed and off we went to bed my head spinning from what had happened downstairs. The following morning the wife said she had to pop out for most of the day and would I be ok fending for myself and Melissa, I nodded my head and said take care as she walked out the door, I rushed down stairs and made 2 cups of. The second problem with the traditional approach is that she is my sister. Even though she claims that I now count, she knows very well I'm her brother. We can never marry. As bad as she was about not having sex with her normal dates, it's even worse for me as her brother. She may have consciously agreed to consider me a real date but she knows very well that I'm her brother. I expect that she'll be fighting this relationship subconsciously every step of the way. Fortunately, she is desperate. "Yes it is, and deadly. Perhaps we should get back in the car before it gets any closer."Kim's laugh carried across the wind to my ears. Taking my hand in hers, I felt the excitement flowing through Kim's lean body."No way baby. We chased this thing too far to sit it out in the car. I want to feel the power it has."Squeezing Kim's hand, I turned and watched her eyes following the storm."Well, we might as well have some music. I'll turn the radio on."Standing in front of the car, I scanned the.