But there was never that spark that electrified me.Eva was unique in that sense. It felt good to be with her. I'm not talking about the sex here. That...was fantastic, but the reason I wanted to go back was because she was fun to be with, no matter what we were doing. And we hadn't done all that much, up to that point, that might be considered potential for non-sexual fun.But, just as I had backed off from potential mates in the past, some of them had backed away from me too, when I didn't. What a fucking BASTARD I was! I reasoned, as I heard the sound of the shower water spraying, through the wall of the other bathroom.I know how fragile and delicate a woman's psyche is. My poor sister was probably in that shower, right now, (and had been for hours) crying her eyes out and trying to scrub the degradation, of what I did to her, off of her body and cleanse her soul.God, I thought, pulling the sheet up to my neck and shrinking in the bed, how was I going to face her now? How was I. Her head was moving up and down while one of her girlfriends was whispering in her ear. She kept saying, 'suck it, suck it!' Then Betsy wasn't sure which of her girlfriends said something that still sent shivers up her spine. 'She's ready ... holy fuck, she's ready.'Betsy imagined what it must have looked like to her boyfriend. Her ass must have been high in the air and far too seductive for any man to resist. Her head was held on top of the boy's cock giving him a glorious blowjob and her ass. I was rewarded with soft moans as she allowed me to get my tongue deeper to wrestle with her tongue. I sucked on the tip of her tongue and massaged her breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers. I leaned and sucked in the other nipple then bit it softly. After thoroughly loving her breast I kissed and licked my way to her mound where I gently licked her clit and worked my way down.I kissed and licked and sucked from her clit to her perineum. Jen loved to have her perineum licked; it was her.