She was so wet the experience was nearly frictionless and I knew it wasn't going to be enough to get off.As my strokes got longer the head of my cock ...as being drawn back farther and farther until it finally slipped and nestled itself between Monica's pussy lips, begging to be allowed in. I stopped instantly and stared at my sister, knowing that this was definitely going too far but unable to pull away on my own."It's okay," she whispered.There was no doubt or hesitation there at all. At that. My best friend, Steve, was a godsend. He listened to my story, asked some smart questions, then just dove into the messes in the house at my side. As we worked, we created a basic action plan. When Sue, Carolyn’s best friend, showed up to scream at me, Steve was there to help things from getting uglier. When I discovered that Carolyn had utterly trashed me on Facebook, Steve helped me do some damage control and delete my account. We developed a multi-prong plan. One part was to try to restore. ...i spread her legs and kissed her bush and then kissed her clit...she jumped...i then licked around the outer pussy lips..licking the dark brown wrinkled skin there...i licked and licked till she was leaking out her clear and delicious thick juices...i then proceeded to lick the inner lips and she shuddered and was all excited. i pushed my mouth deep into her pussy and sucked and licked every drop of pussy juice that was leaking out...Asha was bucking and she was on the verge of another. We kissed, and she lay down on the hospital bed, holding me. We fell asleep together.I awoke to a feeling I seemed to remember from long ago. It was the washtub ringer again.Oh, shit! I could feel the umbilical cord around my neck. I struggled and thrashed to get it off of my neck. My new mom was having contractions every minute or so. I was being pushed down the birth cannel and it was difficult to control my new arms. I finally got the umbilical cord over my head.I was hoping I could now.