I open my mouth and wait eagerly for your meat. You take my head in your hands and push your dick down my throat as far as you can go. I choke but you...hold it for a whole longer. You pull out and I take deep breaths but you give me no time to recover. Your cock goes back down my throat as you start fucking my mouth, slowly at first, but getting quicker with each second. Every thrust touches the back of my throat and my makeup is starting to run as tears stream from my eyes. Your relentlessly. I reached up and could not take my eyes off it as I stroked it up and down, a drop of precum formed at the tip and I leaned over and licked it with my tongue. It tasted delicious, sweet and sticky. I saw him grip the bed sheets in his fists and a moan escape his lips. He liked it and I loved that he liked it. I put my mouth on him, feeling every ridge and vein on my lips and tongue. I sucked up and down his length as I stroked him. I loved the taste, the feeling of fullness having him in my. " Now grinning. "You certainly seemed to be enjoying the show in the barn." Weren't you? I thought you were getting a little hot and bothered in there. You held my hand." Hmmmm, it was, let’s say, interesting."Only my sister would say that was interesting! I thought it was plain and simple, fucking hot.We went back to the house and kept an eye of Uncle Mark and Aunt Flo and the rest of the s'cuzins to see if there was any 'unusual' behavior, whatever that is. Everything seemed perfectly normal. Anything natural couldn't be a sin, unless it was abused. For months, she had been trying to find away to convince Angelique to agree with her.With some gentle probing, she had discovered that her friend agreed that sex wasn't sinful. Angelique admitted that she enjoyed listening to the boys from the public schools when they cried out dirty things to her, and that it excited her to wonder just what those things were. Today, as they played on the computer, she even admitted to having masturbated.