Was he smelling her excitement? She hoped he was. Already her juices were flowing from her twat, dripping into the straw below her.Sitting on the stra... she spread her legs and, without saying anything, invited the animal to get closer, to see if he liked what he was smelling.It didn't take long for Neptune to take her up on the offer.He crawled towards her, on his belly, and once he got closer to her pushed his nose at her twat and took a long smell of her scent. He liked what he smelled. "Eventually all we'll need is spit, but we're going to, ahh, break you in slowly."Now," he continued, "you need to relax. It's going to make things more, ahh, difficult if you tense up. You need to relax your sphincter even though your instinct will be to, ahh, clench up. Understand?"I nodded my head, causing my blond hair to fall across my eyes again. My master pushed away my hair and smiled. I was taking deep breaths, trying my best to follow his instructions as he began to apply some of the. “Congrats. I was waiting for you to be my first of the party.”“Wow, really? You waited this long before giving a blowjob?”“Ha, no. I meant to be the first to fuck me tonight.” She winked and stood up. During the blow job, she had removed her shorts and fingered herself to a very wet state. She had actually created a puddle on the floor. She gently pushed my chest and I took a step backwards. I leaned against the door as she lifted one leg up and wrapped it around me. I grabbed her waist, and. I remember the day fairly vividly. I was settling down in our bathroom, to do what EVERY adolescent does at that age. Wank! My inspiration back in those days were my mum's pals, her sister, and a couple of the neighbour's daughters. Dad was at work, and mum had taken my little sister to dance class, and I was alone.As I started with my self-gratification, I couldn't help but notice my sister's colourful mini-dress, dumped on top of the wicker laundry basket. It was green, with red and yellow,.