I had previously convinced myself there wasn’t, but Rhyerson’s words were beginning to haunt me. I began to wonder if I should have tried harder t... talk Dave out of this. Then I remembered him telling me if I wasn’t on board with it I should leave. I could do that; perhaps my walking away might even give him some second thoughts. If I did and something went wrong, then at least I’d have a clear conscience. Or would I? No, if I did get out, I would feel like I abandoned him to the wolves, if I. I lifted my cock, taking hold of the shaft in my hand, ensuring that the foreskin remained pulled back as far as it could so the large angry purple head was fully exposed to my sisters"' gaze. I saw Julia’s eyes widen as she finally understood what I was about to do. “Are you sure you want to stay?” I asked, staring directly into Julia’s eyes. “Yes,” she replied quietly. I started to slide my hand up and down the shaft, staring at my increasingly gob-smacked sister, who just stood there. ." What?!" Get out. With that attitude, there is no way I am going to even consider buying you a bathing suit ... or maybe even taking you to St. Barts!"Everyone who was anyone was going to St. Barts over winter vacation. Thanksgiving was spent either at home, country homes, etc. The clique's families saved the islands and other countries for the longer vacations."Fine ... I'm leaving ... you don't have to make me..."Emma dropped down on the chaise. She winced as the door slammed open, and a. I'm tired of having my bitches gag and spit out my load. It's my baby making juice! I want it swallowed! If you won't do it, just forget it. I can jack it myself.”, he said disappointingly.Damn! I was so ready to suck that man, but not quite ready to take a load of cum in my mouth and swallow. I let go of his cock, but couldn't take my eyes off of him. I took a big deep breath and sat back.“I need more beer for this.”, I said.“I got a six pack, but three of them are mine!”I picked up my beer.