She kept pulling on me and after a couple more inches joined the tip, I began to wonder just how much she wanted. I was letting her control the depth ...f penetration, but that didn't stop me from worrying about choking her. What kind of protector would I be if I was the one who hurt one of my girls?Either I was getting lucky with the number of women that could swallow me whole, or Renée had altered more of her friends than just Erin and Nadia, because Linda's rich, full lips pressed to my groin. I decided to include itinto the drawing.Incredibly, he stayed hard the entire time. It wasnow going on twenty minutes. He remained at anerection the entire time, even though no one touchedor physically stimulated him in any way. I knew theonly stimulation he was receiving was through mychest and the rest of my body. I wondered what kindof fantasies he was imagining about my body to keephimself hard. Is he squeezing my big tits? I askedmyself. Or is he now imagining himself fucking me?. "One moment," the voice said. Another voice then piped up."Ambulance service, how can we be of assistance?" Help me. I'm turning green. I think I'm turning into a plant," I nearlyscreamed."Miss, this is an emergency line. We would appreciate it if you didn'tclog up the line with prank calls," the voice said matter-of-factly."Bloody kids, have they nothing better to do in the school holidays?" itsaid before hanging up."Shit, shit, shit," I said panicking. I looked in the mirror. It hadspread up. Mark was a prime example. We both perhapshad the sense that when they started dating there was potential, so wehad to be select. What if there was a meet the parents moment in thefuture and I'm mentioned as the step sister. Anthony's parents would goballistic given how much they despise me, and Mark would be leftconfused and distrustful. So for him, we were cousins. Which could bedownplayed in the future if required.When I emerged post shower, fresher, and in my comfy trackies, Mark wasindeed.