..and on about the proper way to do a BJ. Isat in rapt awe at her sage advice and technique. On the onehand...hmmm...is that a scratch on my nail? Hmm......okay...it's merelythe lighting. On the one hand, I was studiously making mental notes andvisualizing myself with Jimmy. On the other, oh...my...God! This is mysister talking about what she knew and had obviously done! I was soooclueless.So...anyway...there we are on the couch. I had already let him get tosecond base and though my plates were. You begin to rock back and forth so that you are fucking me. Slowly at first but soon you are fucking my poor,tired, abused, hard penis with a crazy speed. You stand up, I stay inside you, and you begin to bounce up and down, this new position means that I am now even deeper inside of you. Your breasts are bouncing up and down, you grab them, squeeze them and suck on your own nipples. You stop fucking me and stand still. You can feel the big vein on top of my cock throbbing inside of you,. It was disgusting, half-hearted sex. No foreplay, no kissing. Just me pumping into Stella’s cunt like a beast, without a moan of appreciation. She hardly looked into my eyes. I came, and we slept. That was last night.And now it was past.Today is what matters. And today is my interview. I wake up to what could have been one of those normal mornings for us. But it isn’t. Those mornings are past. The sunlight sifts through the mesh of the curtains, and falls on our faces. I glance briefly at the. I think I'd better leave you two alone."Ingrid quickly reached for Sid's wristwatch and pulled it off, then tossed it at me. "Spoilsport. Well, set a timer then," she said, flashing me a big smile. The ends of her blonde braids teased the tops of her breasts. She winked at me, and I'm pretty sure one of her nipples winked too. Reluctantly, I looked down at the watch in my hand, pushing the buttons, finally figuring out which ones I needed to push to start a timer, and set it for five minutes. I.