The size of your dick doesn't matter worth a damn. Ginormous or tiny, it doesn't matter, I want it in my mouth. If that makes me a slut, so be it.Keep...your legs spread wide. Close your eyes if that works for you. Feel...Feel my lips and tongue on your inner thighs, kissing and licking. Feel my fingers stroking your balls lightly. Feel my hand closing around your shaft, stroking it up and down. Feel your cock lengthening and thickening in my hand.Want me. Want every pleasure I can give you,. " I tuned her out as she began her lecture on life in a small town.I sat quietly as she berated me and came right out and called me a whore without saying the words. I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth on how many guys I'd actually had sex with.It was best that she think it was "only about 50 guys" even though at my peak, I was going through more than that every week.Even on the drive home she talked at me about everything I was doing wrong. As soon as we got home I ran to my room and. "People coming in and out all night with show and tell." Yes," Ilsa said, giggling."Let's take a walk," Melanie whispered."A walk?" Yeah, I'll go first. Meet me behind the gym!"Ilsa's bit her lip with excitement. "Ohhh... near the woods?" Now you're getting the idea," Melanie grinned.Melanie gave her a quick peck on the lips and hurried out. Ten minutes later, Ilsa left and wove her way down the hall, hugging some friends, and then out the side door which led to a grassy path, kind of a back. I held my breath waiting for her answer. For some reason, it mattered to me what she thought. I hadn’t even fully realized until that exact moment just how much her approval meant to me.“Yeah,” she sighed. “Yeah, I guess that I’m okay with it. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I still think that it’s weird and unnatural ... but at the same time, well, I get it. If I didn’t know that you four were related, then you guys would just seem like any other super-duper-loving couple or couples to me. Or is.