And I'm not just talking about the sex or all the other the kinky things that we have done since we started dating. Getting to spend time with you, g...tting to be open and honest with you, getting to remember all the great times we had and all of the memories we can continue to make with each other... it's just... it's just...” “I know,” I said. “It really has been amazing.” Becca smiled. Then she leaned her head forward and gave me a kiss on the lips. “This was a great idea,” I said, as. Fill… Please fill me with your cum.” She was arched, aching, and ready. Such need trembled through her as she spoke what he’d birthed in her body with his touch. Sensations, desire, a longing for him to make her his in any filthy way he wanted. He pushed her back into the bed damp with her sweat. The smell of her arousal mixed with his musk hit her full force and she nearly came from that alone. More coolness hit her rosebud and she knew to spread herself for him. As he murmured what a good. See ya, roomie."I climbed up. "See ya."It is hard, hard to sort mail when you're thinking about your naked little sister all day long, playing with her pussy and watching porn in your bed. But work gave me time to think about the situation. A couple of things occurred to me. First, nudity wasn't that important to Lori, at least not with family. I don't know where she got that from, but some families were nudists, so maybe it wasn't a big deal. Next, I think she was flirting with me. I wasn't. After passing the two smirking black shoeshine attendants as I had so many times before, eyes downcast, watching them grabbing their limp dicks snaking down their legs, I made a beeline for my second stall from the end. The end stall was unoccupied, which made it easy for the first of the two shoeshine boys to slip into the end stall, latch the door and drop his loose-fitting pants, his long, thick cock less than three feet away. That was the price of my admission to this anonymous suck.