And stop disturbing me please, it’s my favorite scene.”It was the perfect moment. I had the plan and until now it was perfect. This was the final ...oment. I waited in the kitchen for some time and then opened the can and added in the alcohol.“Here,” I said handing her the can.“Thanks, honey,” she took a sip, “why does it taste different?”“Maybe because it’s not chilled.”She said nothing and emptied the whole can. Now all I had to do was wait. Because good thing comes to those who wait.There were. She said she was sorry, and didn’t mean to sound as if she were judging me. I asked if she enjoyed the book, and she replied ‘kinda, yes, but, I can’t imagine people really do things like that.’ I assured her they do, and in fact submission & dominance are a part of almost everyones’ lives to one degree or another, but that I wouldn’t expect that she would understand. ‘What do you mean by that?’, she quipped. I speculated to her that her upbringing would not allow her to venture from the. I wanted to taste his cum so bad.i knew he was ready, but at the last moment he pulled me off. saying he wanted it to last . he got up and left the room.returning with a towel and a tube of lube, i needed no instruction.he lay the towel on the floor. as i quickly removed my jeans. taking my place on the towel i spread my leggs. thinking i'm about to get fucked by a man for the first time. he applied some lube to my asshole.i wondered if it was going to hurt. he put my leggs over his shoulders.i. Woman. But the “problem” here would be my sister in low. She lives with us in our apartment, a petite 27 yo., about 1.58 cms tall, with tits too small but still ok. Since she's attending college in this city, she has already been two years in our house now. I get along pretty well with my sister in low, and we like to share together, rent movies or DVDs to watch them. We sometimes listen to music, except for the fact she doesn´t drink alcohol, so it's my turn to drink my beers on weekends.