I miss you and long to see you again. Please write.Your Cherry Blossom“May I read it?” Kara, who had been in the kitchen with Amanda, asked.I nodd...d and handed it to her and she read it.“She’s very much in love with you,” Kara said, handing the card back. “Did you know that at the time?”I nodded, “I did. What happened between us was necessary for both of us. It was the culmination of our very intimate friendship. But I’m not the man for her, and she was fully aware of that. Her husband will be. It was a bit of a stretch but he managed to get it in and started pumping away quite vigorously until he shot this monstrous load. When he finished he started what felt like massaging my hole and cleaning out the spunk which I thought a bit unusual but acceptable.There were two firsts that night; I got paid for sex and learned about rimming; I think we might have split 50/50 as the Irish man gave me £10 which in those days was about two weeks wages!‘Did you like having your arsehole sucked?’ I. I started to pump my fingers inside my pulsating pussy harder and faster. Just as i was about to cum the traffic started moving. "SHIT" i quickly sucked my fingers dry and made my way home. I pulled onto the driveway and I could see ben through the kitchen window with just a towel around his waist. It was unreal how much i wanted him there and then. i grabbed my phone from my bag dialled the home number and ordered him into bed before i walked through the door. I locked my car up and kicked off. My cock stood out rigid and my sister took it into her hand and begun to wank me very lightly and slowly, each movement of her hand sent spine tingling pulses of pleasure up my spine, she cupped my balls and started to giggle them in her hands. Kim by now wanted me to finger her so i slipped my finger into her wet pussy, my finger slipped in easily, her tight pussy was so well lubricated it fitted perfectly. My sister started to play with her own pussy rubbing the lips of her cunt and slowly.