" Marilyn interrupted."Did you actually talk with Sarah about that?" No. My mother did and she said Sarah was telling lies." And you took your mother'... word for it?" Jane nodded. I knew the signs; Marilyn was cocking both barrels and was going to fire soon."Well I did speak to Sarah. And she told me exactly what that pervert had tried to do and what he did do and I believe her. The police believed it too and that there was sufficient evidence there to go to Court. But you took your mother's. We would have sex at an almost daily pace, but barely ever had a romantic scene.So to give her some guidance, I told her “If you’re currently in love with someone, who isn’t me, then we should stop our sexual relationship. Otherwise, let’s just continue and time will tell”. She stared at me with eyes filled with the need for me, at least that’s the vibe I sensed. So I reached and gave her a kiss. And, without hesitation, she accepted the kiss and we started making out. A few seconds later, she. The only thing stopping me at this point, were my jeans and boxers and the prettiest pair of black lace boy shorts. I unzipped my fly, fished out my cock, and pulled aside her already damp panties. I only hesitated for a moment, feasting my eyes on the bedewed lips of her obviously hungry cunt. “Don’t torture me! Shove it in!” she demanded, arching her back and pushing against me. Amazed at the ease with which I slid inside, I thrust forward, burying my shaft to the hilt in her warm wetness,. The blowjob was not as thrilling as Sarah's, but it was just as pleasurable. I shivered as I felt my little sister's tongue wrap itself around my shaft, and soon I felt it start to move further into her mouth. Time passed as Jenna attempted to deepthroat me, each time going down slightly further. I could tell her mouth was much smaller than Sarah's, as I felt my dick go far down into her throat with each stroke. Soon she succeeded in fully accommodating me, and when she went down on my cock I.