Do you?”“No. I do lust after you.”“Me? I am your brother. Freaky girl.”“We could have sex. I won’t tell anybody.”“Fuck, if you w...nt to suck my cock that you already got hard go on.”“Really. You don’t think it is too weird.”“It is a bit weird, but my girlfriend never sucks me off. If my horny sister who fucks her teddy bear wants to give me head, I say go for it.”“What about mom and dad? Are you going to tell?”“Fuck no! If you want to blow me and ride my dick. Your secret is safe with me.. This did give me the opportunity to continue regularly fucking Karen, with the sneaky slut occasionally inviting me just after her teenage lover had shot his load into her. I still had no interest in boys but there was something so appealing and filthy about being cuckolded by this nasty old whore that I didn’t mind the odd tang of sperm in my pussy cocktail. Plus, I was soon inviting one or more of my shemale friends over with me to ensure that we were servicing Karen properly. On one of these. Why can't she just say this? Why "push" an envelope at all, and not break it, or open it, or just exceed it?My lady interrupts my deliberations of her linguistic gymnastics by putting her cutlery on the ceramic plate with a clatter. "Decent," she told me – the nearest thing I would ever get to a compliment on a Friday – "but the vegetables were overcooked." I nodded in agreement; I could do little else and she supped her wine. Her ruby red hair fell back from her face as she drained the scarlet. I knelt down in front of him and took out his dick. "Do you want me to suck it?" I asked. "Oh yes, yes please." he replied. "That's not the way to ask." I said. "You have to order me to do it." He grabbed me by the hair and said. "OK, you fucking slut. Open your mouth. I'm going to fuck your throat." Well that really excited me. I opened my mouth, as ordered and closed my eyes as his huge dick was forced into the back of my throat. I started to choke at first, but as he grabbed the back of my.