Alison often thought it was a shame that Monica had to be soconservative. She doubted that Monica had given her pussy to a singleman since her divorce... even though every male in the suburb would havedone anything to get into Monica's panties. And Monica had a son,Paul, who had grown up to be quite a handsome young stud. Alisonsmiled to herself, wondering how often Paul jacked off, if Monicaever heard him. They had argued at the school meeting because Monicahad been so vehemently opposed to any. When I was pretty much forced to take care of her, I was reluctant at first, but after a couple of days of seeing just how sweet of a girl she is, I decided that I would do anything to make her happy. And it seems to have worked."Now, you did something that hurt your little sister. Fortunately, there was no permanent harm done. We'll just call it a bad decision and move on. It's what happens in the future that concerns me. And that's where my advice comes in. If you want to make things right. My wife was a few years older than me, and her daughter was awayin France studying at University. The marriage was now getting on forseven or eight years, so I'd known my step daughter since she was abudding teenager. She was now in her early twenties. I guess when wefirst met we got a kind of friendship going, which we maintained for a fewyears until the marriage, and never really formalised a relationship.Sure, she started calling me daddy and stuff like that, but it was alwaysmore. Another orgasm rips through your body as the strain on your clit overcomes you.You roll down from over him and lay there panting, catching your breath. Idly, you run your finger down the length of his shaft, softly stroking over the swell of his balls and down between his legs, gently tickling him before reversing direction.He responds in kind, softly stroking your pussy lips up and down. He is still hard, and you are still wet."How long before your friends get here?" You ask, licking your lips.