Jan had managed to get out of her skirt and was laying in just her tank top and thong.Needless to say I felt a stirring in my boxers when I saw that!M... sister must have lasted a little longer. She was flopped face down on the upper part of the bed.She managed to get out of her shorts and shirt and was laying there in just her skimpy panties.Then that timeless.. If she wasn't my sister..... ran through my head.I stood at the door and said in a loud voice "Hey sis, you'd better clean up this. You see, in factories where the nasty sluts are born, the moment they are pushed out they are sent to training facilities. From birth they are then taught to worship men and their cocks. They are taught how to suck dicks, eatcor drink whatever is given to them (piss, cum ect.) and how worthless and inferior they are to men. Essentially, they are brainwashed and only taught how to serve cocks and not to think of their own pleasures such as orgasms or breathing when they are deep throating a. There were so many things in McKayla's life that were bigger than she was—the Huntington's Disease for one, and later the cancer that took her life—that she wanted to have as much control as she could.My college boyfriend also liked to be in control in bed. I think I gave in to him just because it was easy. Don't get me wrong; our sex life was pretty good (at least until I found out he couldn't keep his dick out of the pothead who lived in the apartment right underneath us), but sometimes he. .. Except..." Yes?"That fourth pint was going down pretty steadily, and it was getting to the moment when men start to exchange confidences. Eric looked at me properly for the first time."Do you mind if I tell you something? A bit personal, that is? Actually very personal..." Go on, Eric. What is it?" I was passing Lola in the street the other day, when she dropped a coin and bent down to pick it up. She didn't stoop. She just bent right over in front of me. Ye Gods, those generous fleshy.