A.. kill..ing mee..” I moaned.“Sshhh.. don’t move”, she said concentrating on the job which she was doing. It was becoming unable for me to co...trol. “Di.. please.. don’t do it.. I will be out..” I groaned and tried to remove her hand.“I will kill you if come..”, Di hissed and continued her job. My God! It was difficult for me and I was wimping. With great difficulty, I restrained my coming for another 5 minutes and finally, my dick spurted its juices.The first drop hit my sister’s face and then. But I feel like my feet are literally glued to the fucking floor. My toes are actually digging into the nap of the carpet and I feel like I have cement blocks on each ankle keeping me from being able to take steps in any direction. I'm struggling against a lost cause. In truth, I've been struggling for some time. Three hundred sixty three days, seven hours, and checking my watch right now, thirty minutes, and forty-two seconds.. In my mind, it seems like an eternity. But in reality, that's just. Even after you know what she had just moments before in her mouth, you can't help it - you kiss her again. Pressing your bodies closer together. The kiss seems to last forever, and when you finally break it, you realise that you are once again hard. With an unspoken approval, you climb back on top of her. Carfully aiming your dick at her entrance.You push slowly, getting deeper and deeper inside her. Soon you feel a resistance and realise you arepressing against her hymen. You push a little. Wes immediately hollered out to see who was there. We stopped fucking and in just a few moments Ken came out of the kitchen. Wes and I had never what we would do if we ever got caught. At that time there was nothing we could say. We had been caught in the act. Ken began to appologize, saying that he had called but Wes must not have gotten the message. Still, he said, he should have just left and returned later. Still on the pool table, naked and with Wes's cock still in my pussy, we accepted.