He pushed his cock hard against my face and mouth. I let him in my mouth. He held my hair in both hands at the back of my head and drew me in. I start...d gagging and he didn’t seem to care. Then I realised I could not remain entirely passive. Bringing my hand to his cock at a partial withdrawal moment, I gripped his lower cock to have some control over his entry. Whilst doing this I heard a movement near the front door as it was being very quietly closed. Ian was in the flat. Fuck will he come. "We finished our coffee without another word, and after sharing a couple of warm kisses, he walked me to the bedroom. We undressed slowly, watching each other. There was no rush, just a sense of anticipation that made my tummy flutter. As his erection popped free of his boxers, I dropped my panties to the floor. He stopped me from getting onto the bed by grasping my shoulders and turning me to face him. He gathered me into his arms and kissed me, slowly moving his hands all over my body. His. It is an applicator for medication," she announced and snatched it from his hand. "See these buttons," she asked and turned the case to display four tiny buttons jutting from the side of the tube he hadn't seen. "The green one is to inject the medicine. You just press the tip to the patient and press the button," which she did and an inch long needle shot out and retracted almost too fast to see. "No medicine came out," Anthony observed. "Thank you Captain Obvious," she said still miffed at his. It usually meant that I would sit next to her on the sofa, slip my panties to one side and gently wank myself.Occasionally though, she would get excited, slip one hand under her nightie and start to rub herself, making me watch whilst she had an ever slower, more sensual wank. One of the really good things about this was that, technically, my sister was my first sexual partner. She would gently wank me, watch me cum over her hand, over my stockings, over Mother’s shoes, even over her.