“I promise you’ll love it.”I could have fought her off but was mindful she was my sister. I was older, bigger, and physically stronger yet could...’t use my size and strength to the best advantage because I didn’t want to hurt her. That was the excuse I used, but I think I was k**ding myself. There was probably another force influencing me at the time. As much as I’ve denied it to myself, I think I secretly wanted to be naked with Cate but was too afraid of unleashing the b**st of temptation.We. I pursed my lips and placed them over her thong covered clit. I sucked on it and lapped it with my tongue. Normaly my saliva would have been soaked up by the material, but Amy was so wet my spittle made hardly a difference. As my lips and tongue touched her most sensitive spot she bucked her hips and thrashed around under me. I lifted my head up"Did you just cum Amy?" I asked."Oh god, I did, and it was incredible, so much better than when I finger my clit." Amy, have you fucked yourself with. I cleaned up and returned to my seat pretty well satisfied. Even with washing, my “Jenny smell” was still on my fingers on my right hand. For the remainder of the workday, I acted like I was pondering something while I held my pen, and those fingers to my chin, giving me a great whiff of one of my favorite aromas. Later that evening, Nick and his cock got the enthusiastic attention of an aspiring porn star auditioning for the movie role of a lifetime. With my mouth, tongue, and fingers, I. " he says smiling. "yea, u just do that too me babe.. " I say giggling as my mind drifts for a moment back to my impromptu encounter earlier that day. For the first week to week and a half after the "incident" as I had started calling it to myself, I rarely had a real slutty urge. Mike and I had as much or more sex than we had recently in and week, and I had convinced myself I had had a one time serious moment of weakness. I soon realized though that my slut experience was still very fresh.