Don't start messing about trying to do the alphabet or any shit like that. Just keep going, up and down. Even if your fucking tongue gets tired, you'r... just going to keep going. You're gonna get me off. Understand?"I knew it wasn't going to take me long to get off. After spending the evening watching Amy suffer, I was so close already; however, I knew I needed to instill the right attitude. Amy needed to know her tongue was there to serve my pleasure, all other considerations were. “Ish it becaushe of me?”Of course it was, but I wasn't going to admit that to my drunk sister,“Just suck it Deanne” I grunted.She smiled at me and lowered her mouth over my cock. A second later, her ruby red lips touched my pubes and a gagging sound confirmed that my cock was now deep in her throat. She continued to expertly suck my cock and fondle my balls for a wonderful couple of minutes. It wasn't long before I felt the first signs of an imminent orgasm. I closed my eyes and tried to. Grace held me closely to her as she also came after I did. It was awkward that I felt a certain flood of emotion that somehow made me feel affectionate towards Grace, as if I loved her or something. When I masturbated I always felt somewhat guilty but this was different. Grace rose from my lap naked with cum trickling down from her pussy.Carly by now had finished masturbating. She moved away from her desk and stood in front of me. My once soft cock grew hard again."That's it baby sit on it." I. He had wonderful green eyes, the same as mine, and gourgous jet black hair. He was taller than me by and inch or 2. He wasnt buff but he was deffinatly not skinny. He was wearing a riped up kiss shirt, dark, dark jeans that look old and worn, he was wearing a choker that had chains and dimond shaped points. His shoe was a black army boot that had seen better days. His clothing were like mine except mine were for girls obviously. My short, short, SHORT shorts were riped and torn and showed quite.