Getting back under the wheel he pulls back out onto the interstate and looks at Jeanie in amazement. "Damn lady, how come you're out hitching in the r...in? Where you from anyhow? Hellsfire there is water running out of your suitcase girl. Climb back in the sleeper and there are some dry clothes on a shelf. Get outta them clothes before you catch pneumonia. They won't fit but at least they are dry." Jeanie goes back through the heavy curtain and strips off her clothes, finding a pair of jeans. At one point, he was behind me with his tongue in a hard point, and I felt him push it into my rosebud with insistent force. I tried to relax and open for him, and after a few seconds, I felt my rectum expand and blossom enough for him to push almost an inch of his very talented tongue into it. I giggled and wiggled. Then he pushed a finger into me, and I goggled. His probing digit and wet tongue did something to my erogenous zone index, and without even touching my clitoris, I had a monumental. Truth was,neither was I. Frustrated, as much from the hopelessness of ever havinganything meaningful develop between Aaron and I as from Emma's less thansubtle prodding, I looked down at the wine glass I was holding andswirled its content about before sighing. "You know as well as I donothing will ever come of that." Come of what?" You know damned well what I'm talking about, Emma. We've been over thisbefore." I guess my sister was in far too good a mood to be fazed by my sharpresponse.. She told me they rarely had sex so it had been 3 or 4 years for her. I was surprised and asked how she could live with so little sex. She told me she loved to finger her pussy and masturbated daily. She asked me if I liked to jerk off and I told her I did. She asked when the last time I had sex was... I thought about telling her about my fiancé but wasn't sure how she'd react. Instead I told her I hadn't had sex in a few months and masturbated almost daily. We were getting a little buzzed up.