At that point, I decided in case she freaked out, I better stop and go back outside.As I walked out of the room, I rubbed my nose and could smell her ...ussy juice and a hint of her asshole on my finger tips. She smelled so good, her pussy smelled sweet. I got back out to the hot tub, smelled my fingers and thought about what I had just gotten to see, and now what I was smelling on my finger tips. I took my shorts off and worked my cock, this time harder then ever before. It felt so good. Just do it a little more gently and then gradually increase the pressure," she said and kissed me for a little longer. When it came time to actually fuck we had to climb over into the back seat. We slipped and feel and laughed like two goofy k**s. The smell building the car was quite suffocating and I cracked the window just a few inches and a nice frsh night breeze seeped in. My eyes had adjusted slightly to the darkness and I could make out Christine stretched out of the seat with legs wide. My whole body ached from the abuse. I still remember the very next day when I went back to her house. My stomach was doing flips thinking what she had in store for me.The next day she opened the door and took my schoolbag. She said. ?I want you to take all of your clothes off except for your bra and panties and go to my room and knock on the door.? ?You will do exactly what she says or I’ll make your life a living hell.?I had a lump in my throat and was balling like a little girl as I. It looked pristine, untouched, just like I had imagined.Not losing time, I stripped myself of the gray tank top I wore, and without taking off the shorts I had on, I freed my erection, and I heard her gasp. Her eyes grew wide, full of interest, and a little intimidated. I stroke my length for her to see, letting her know how much I throbbed while wanting to be inside of her… And then, I remembered I had to get condoms. The last thing I wanted was to get my little sister pregnant.“Baby girl,.