” He twirled a finger casually in the air. She hesitated, and then turned slowly on her heels and stood with her hands on her hips with her back to...him. “Your right,” he drawled, “it will be pitiful. Listening to you whimper as my thick hard cock is forced up your tight little arse.” He looked at her closely, from her mane of long blonde hair, down over her narrow waist, to the curve of her bum cheeks, each contour clear and precise within the tight velvet. The material shimmered as she. I liked that feeling very much. Then he changed to 69 position.I took his cock in my mouth. It was a weird feeling for me. It was my first time, but he played like an expert. I liked it very much after some time. I knew I was going to explode. I felt that he is going to explode too. We both came at the same time in each other’s mouth. It was heavenly.The taste of cum felt a bit funny to me. I spat it out but he drank it all. We went to the bathroom and cleaned our self up and returned to the. "You okay, Sis?" Ken asked.I tried to concentrate -- but I just ended up laughing when I tried to keep a straight face. I twisted my feet in my sandals -- the high heels hooked over the rungs of my barstool -- and felt completely silly. "Tha's... good sherry," I admitted, drunkenly, "but... it mus' be more 'n than ten years old." Yes; it cost me more than you probably make in an hour." Tha's... a lot." Yes, I'm sure it is, but then as you said, you are worth it!" Ken said ominously, suddenly. So we all still saw a lot of each other, and exchanged gifts or cards at Christmas. I just had trouble talking to Jane, and dealing with my sense of betrayal by her.One of her cousins was much older, and liked to go out a lot. Her husband’s job also involved quite a bit of going out to work dinners. During our engagement and marriage Jane and I did quite a lot of babysitting of their three children - two girls and a boy, because we lived within a few minutes’ walk. The flat I got when we.