In fact, her wording was “you’d better get here quick”. I decided whatever it was I had to be there and that I could find out the details whe... I got there. Find out I did. The confrontation had actually occurred the night before when Marsha confessed to her mother that she had been seeing me intimately. Mary had hit the ceiling tried to find or rationalize a way to have me arrested for something. Marsha eventually calmed her down, and they were up most of the night talking where. I wanted to suck him off. I wanted to let him shoot in my mouth like he just let me - I convinced myself of that as he was swallowing away. So I leaned back and held his face to keep him from continuing to suck on me and looked down at him to tell him I wanted to suck on him. He was busy still stroking his cock and I realized I hadn't said anything, I was just watching him stroke. It was so sexy. I know he was doing it because he was super worked up, but it also seemed like he was doing it for. I obviously flirted back because by now the desire to fuck him, to let him take my virginity was overwhelming. At around 8pm our parents decided to go out for the evening, so I decided that it was now or never. We both settled down in the living room and watched a bit of tv, before Danny turned to me and asked: "sis, have you ever, you know, had sex before?" I was quite taken back by this, but at the same time pleased it had come up. "Uhm, nope, I just - I haven't found the right guy yet" "But. Alone.On our "honeymoon."Trying to decipher the means for jettisoning the gown and getting downand dirty.It was a giggling, panting, anticipatory five minutes before Eric wasnude and I was in my white stockings with lacy welts, garters andwhite, pencil-heel pumps.No bra. No panties. Very hard stiffie.We kissed a bit but were impatient to fuck.Though I had to be properly prepared before Eric's sissysplitterentered me.Eric produced an expedient.A 16-ounce squeeze bottle of Spermbutt Anal.