“Get him off?” “Out!” she popped back sarcastically. “He’s already got off…probably all over you, didn’t he?” “I’m not complain...ng,” she replied. “But I honestly don’t think I’ve got anything over here other than some butter maybe…or cooking oil. Would that burn?” “I got some KY upstairs…hold on and I’ll go get it,” she informed her. Stepping back some, she patted the boy on the shoulder and then said, “Sorry to freak you out. Me and her were talking earlier down here and it was just too. Then I took it in my mouth. It was so huge! But I was used to such big sizes as my dildo was pretty big too. It felt so much better than a dildo: this warmth and this odor of sex were intoxicating. I didn't want to show her I was enjoying it, partly because I was ashamed of it and also because I wanted her to think that her revenge was working and that she was being successful in humiliating me. Maybe she would leave me alone after that: I was rather afraid to become her sex slave forever and. We grew up together and shared everything. And then last Christmas, something happened. I fell in love with her brother, Wes.They had a party over at their house. It was pretty much for the whole neighborhood. There were a lot of adults and a few younger kids. Wes, Les, me and my brother Joey were the only ones in our age group. I'd thought Wes was neat and all. He's a year older than I am and is always hanging around with Joey and they ride bikes and run and all and he just looks good. Anyway,. I’ve missed you so much. I cannot control my hunger any longer and begin kissing you, hoping you don’t mind. You don’t, you kiss me back. I quickly work my way down to your cock, which is sprung gloriously hard and thick. I try to control my excitement and begin by gently kissing all around your maleness, sucking on your balls and licking your shaft, but I am quickly overcome with desire and take as much of you into my mouth as possible. You moan and I think I might cum right.