‘What are you going to do now?’ She asked, with a wry grin and taunting eyes. It was clearly a test – and I was more than equal to the challenge... ‘You’d better get me the first time,’ I responded, with a grin of my own. It was the right response. She smiled, replaced the blade, and we continued with our embrace. This was in college, at the dawn of my ‘big man on campus’ days. I spent eleven months with this girl, and when I knew it was all over I slept with her one last time, and as invariably. She put her hands around my neck and pressed her body to mine and kissed me deeply. I ran my hands over her back and laid them to rest on her hips and pulled her as close as I could as the water ran over us. After a few moment of kissing my wife pulled away and said “take me baby make me your water slut!” With that I turned her around so her ass was against my cock. She began to wiggle her but on it so I reach around and put my hands on her pussy and started to play with it. She moaned out. He came inside you...”“Mm hmm...” Demie extended her tongue ... and kept extending it. When it reached seven inches and the end opened up like a tube, Shepherd scrambled backwards.“Wha--what the fuck are you?!”In Arnold Schwartzenegger’s voice, Demie responded, “Da Sperminator.”Other Tom laughed. I didn’t.Shepherd saw her pistol, still on the kitchen table, and rushed for it. Nobody tried to stop her, since it was empty. Nevertheless, she held it out toward Demie as if it would offer her some. " "That's something I hadn't thought about I must admit." "That settles that then. Let's go food shopping, and we can be there by tea time." "Great." she said laughing. "The break will do us both good anyway, but it seems like a hell of a lot of trouble to go to just to avoid sleeping with your sister.” Wrapping my arms around her, I kissed her forehead. "Look sweet Jen, all I can say to that is, bollocks! Don't you realise how jealous I got of that stool you sat on to eat breakfast and how.