She put her arms back where they belonged. Benson coughed."No need to apologise Miss Amanda, this is your house, after all." Yes, but it's your home t...o Benson and I've no right to upset you. It won't happen again!"A brief conversation ensued in the course of which Benson convinced his employer that he really did not mind how she dressed or undressed. She accepted with relief that her freedom was to continue! She asked him if he had a first name."Oswald, Miss Amanda" OK, Oswald. Mind if I call. " It sure is. Why don't you head upstairs to your room and get to know ita little?" Tiffany said with a devilish grin. "Your name's on the door,and there's a bottle of lube in the nightstand. Go wild."Marcus gave her a quizzical look, then looked back at her enormous cockand went inside, the appendage bobbing wildly with each step she took."That's evil," Wanda said."No, it'd be evil if I were going to wait six months before I went upthere and told her she could come again. This is just a little. I immediately sent him a text, which read only "wanna fuck." He immediately replied that he would and i went to his house, my cock dripping precut as i thought about his hard cock fucking my tight hole. when i arrived we went to his room and i immediately pulled his pants down. His soft, thick, long cock hung heavily over a pair of low hanging nuts. I knelt and began licking and sucking his cock, feeling it become engird inside my mouth, until he was rock hard and ready to ride me. I. I got out of the pool and stomped off up the garden into the house and slammed my bedroom door shut. We were still at that age when it is easy for a brother and sister to hate each other. The fall-out from that afternoon lasted for months. Tabatha wouldn’t acknowledge the unfairness of what she had done or apologise for it. And I wouldn’t forgive her for it. I worried that Mum would never hug me again without reservation. My reputation as her good little boy crumbled that day. There.