Marissa saw my eyes roving and hit me on the arm. “I’d better get you out of here,” she whispered.We made our way over to our host. “Marissa, ...o glad you could come ... And you too Brad,” added Tony after a slight pause.“Thank you for inviting us,” she said as she handed him a bottle of our best wine. I’d suggested something cheaper, but got overruled.“Thank you,” he said. “But I told you not to bring anything.”“How could we come to a housewarming and not bring a gift?” she added. I noticed. "You never called me at all." Yeah, well, this thing isn't going to work, Maria," I said. I guess I was whining a little."Don't knock it, if you haven't tried it," she said."It won't work because I'm too insecure about my job." Paul wouldn't send you down over a personal issue!" she said."No, I don't think he would. But once it got out that one of his players was -- dating his daughter, it could get extremely awkward. Not just for me -- for Paul, too." This couldn't be the first time this has. "Oh. I'm sorry!" Becky quickly closed the door and went back out into the hallway and seconds later I heard her head down back towards her own bedroom. Too embarrassed to say or do anything, I was expecting some major teasing about it in the morning, but it never happened. And Becky never said another word about it, and I quickly forgot the whole episode.My sisters leaving for college was a major turning point in our lives, as we never again lived together as an entire family. All too soon,. When the rest of the cock was pushed through she gasped in surprise. She was now feeling very full, more like stuffed with the vibrator in her pussy adding to the pressure. The cock, once fully in, rested for a few second to let her adapt to her new condition of sodomised demoiselle. Then the movements started. The well lubricated cock was moving in her from deep within to almost completely out. This was leaving her feeling in turn very full or dreadfully hollow. It was also sending wave after.