I ran my hand to her g-string covered pussy and smiled. I swapped spots with her, sat her down and spread her legs. She pulled the baby doll off, only...leaving the violet g-string. I slid her ass to the edge of the couch and pulled the g-string to the side. She was hairless and the skin of her slit was slightly darker than the rest of her olive skin. I gently played with her outer lips, gliding my wet tongue over them. She squeezed her breasts and breathed heavily. "Yeah baby, that's it." I. Melanie curled up by my side a moment later."Have a nice chat with Patricia?" I whispered. Her sister was in our other bedroom, starting her second week of a two week visit."Oh yes, a wonderful talk. She even gave me a backrub!" Wow!"Melanie laughed. "Patricia says she bought a massage book. She's very good at it." Melanie kissed me. "You know, it's as if I found a sister I never knew I had. I really enjoyed being with her, maybe for the first time in my life." Did you mention the job opening. "Are you going to be able to piss with your cock that hard or are you going to need a little help getting it soft first?" Betty giggled, realizing the youth's dilemma."Hell, I don't know. It's never been this hard in the mornings." John said, thinking what kind of help she might be offering."I was going to start teaching you seduction today, but I guess a morning blow-job wouldn't hurt," she laughingly replied as she crawled onto the bed with him. As her fingers wrapped around his prick, John. ”“Even this one?”“Yes. You’ll do the right thing. You did with Samantha. A girl who couldn’t consent. But did.”“I don’t see the two situations as even remotely the same!” I protested.“Was Samantha emotionally able to consent?”“I don’t think so.”“What would have happened if you turned her down?”“Oh no you don’t! No ‘What if?’ games!”“Humor me. Where would she be right now if you’d turned her down?”“With her dad,” I sighed. “But we’re basically dealing with an accidental success. Not something I.