"I almost wish that I had met you first, instead of Sharon. She loves you so much it's almost more than she can believe. I never saw her act like she ...oes with you. What did you do to my big sis, to make her so crazy? Don't try to answer. You probably don't know, either. We'll all just love each other, and do everything we can to make the others happy. Just know that you are one of us 'till the day you die. Just like you had been born a Campbell or a Breen. It's no accident that Dad and Pop. As soon as she had shoved it all the way in, so that there was barely enough left outside her butthole to hold on to, she pulled it all the way out and then shoved it back. He could hear her gasping and moaning like it was the most wonderful thing she had ever done, and it amazed him to see that, when she pulled the thing out, her asshole stayed open, a huge hole like a gaping mouth with no lips. He jacked off faster, feeling the cum building up in his dick, and she speeded up too matching him. She wore a blouse that buttoned to her neck, blue today with a red bow tie. Her skirt fell down her thighs.She was so beautiful. Graceful and elegant. She didn't flaunt her body but dressed in her own style. A style I had mocked as old-fashioned and prudish. My cheeks burned bright. I wasn't good enough for her.I whirled around and pushed past a pair of futas entering the cafeteria and fled down the hallway. I walked at a brisk pace at first and then broke into a run. Humiliating guilt rippled. I sat down with them and had a very nice moment, sipping some other margaritas. My first dance friend was called Blue John. He was sitting close to me and soon I felt his huge hand over my thigh.He started rubbing my bare skin and I spread my thighs wider, so he could touch me as he pleased. His hand then moved up to my thong and his fingers began rubbing my mound through the cloth.I let him do it, as I stared at his eyes. He smiled and grabbed my hand, to put it on his hard cock. I began.