Little occurred there to fan the flames of speculation surrounding Lisette and my brother. I realized that there was one thing I admired about Lisette... all day long, she'd been merely a slightly more outgoing version of the young girl I'd always known. Many, many fourteen-year-olds would have tried far too hard in a situation like this, showing off. And my brother, who'd been forced way out of his comfort zone by Heather, was now being himself.We swung by our house for a quick visit, and then. You’re seeing...” he trailed off and looked at me, a dozen different emotions playing over his face.“Yes,” she snapped, drawing his eyes back to her before his emotional spectrum could settle on anger. “John has been very good to me. He’s going through something similar to what I went through in the divorce. We’ve been leaning on each other.”He nodded, glancing back at me with a slightly less conflicted expression on his face. “So Sissy told you what happened?” he asked me.I shrugged. “She said. ”“I want you to choke me next time,” the girl husks in my ear. “Bring me to the edge and fuck the life out of me. Then bring me back and do it all over again. Gawd I’m wet. Feel it, baby? That’s because of you.”I yank my arm away, but she flows with me, hand shifting to my crotch.“The fuck’s wrong with you?” I hiss, trying to ignore our growing audience of Raider fans.“I’m fucking wet for you, that’s what. Shit. I want your dick back up my ass. Right now. Right here.” I swear her eyes bleed. .I ran my fingers back down her body but this time let my fingers run into her knickers stopping when I felt her wispy fine pubic hairs, her body seemed to tense and then relax as my fingers headed back up her body, she was definitely feeling the benefits.I ran back down to her panties but this time I stopped at the waistband and gently lowered her knickers exposing her fine pubic mound noticing how the gusset loosened considerably.I changed motions again this time doing really light circular.