“What was it like, what did you do with them?” “Are you sure you want to hear all this?” “Yes. I want to know why nobody asks me to go out, ...nd if somebody ever does, what to expect. Would you show me what you do with your dates?” “Sue Ann, you’re my sister for God’s sake! I can’t do that with you. It’s not right” “Why not? You hug me when we see each other, you give me kisses on the cheek, why can’t you kiss me for real, or maybe play with my tits. I play with them. I’ve even played with my. S: Seriously? when and how?M: I’ll tell you later, Let me call the cab nowI don’t know what got in her and she stood right in front of me and held the railing I was leaning on from both sides trapping me between her arms.M: What are you doing?S: I’m not going to leave unless you tell meI tried moving her hand but she was holding on the grills very firmly. I told her all about when I saw her the first time, what she was wearing, her fragrance and how she distracted me from work n blah blah blah.. “Okay, okay. Don’t be so mean, Cruella the Emasculator.” I reached down and stroked her used, cum-smeared pussy lips, being sure to flick her hard clit. My fingers wet with her juices and our cum, I dropped to my knees behind her and, putting my hands over my own glowing pink handprints on her cheeks and spreading her open, tentatively licked all the way up her sex, from hard little clitty nub to slippery little puckered star and back to her cum-filled opening.When I more eagerly pushed my. “What’s that?” He teased as he pulled back. “You don’t want me to lick your pretty used cunt?”“Noooo,” I complained, I want you to. I could tell he was teasing me so I played along.I wiggled my hips, as if to hide, and he dove back in. He repeated the game until I stopped pretending to fight him and then spread my legs and lips to give him wide open access.He smacked my ass and I jumped. He smacked me again.“Owww, stop!” I cried.“What’s that baby?” He asked as he smacked me again. My hand came.