I still have to say these things for the record, to cover all bases."So, Karl, are you going to grant your sister's birthday wish or not? Are you goin... to sleep with her? If so, then we can arrange for you guys to share a bedroom. If not, well, there's no accounting for taste. I think that I already know the answer. Just say the word and I'll bring her in here so we can talk freely about this," Dad declared to his eldest son."Dad, I want Kirsten badly. I hoped that you'd understand, but I was. Suddenly, the cheerfulness was just too much, and I had to hustle out of the cafeteria. I saw Jesse and Mary Jo exchanging puzzled glances, and I heard Mary Jo call my name, but I didn't, couldn't, stop.I walked to the narrow strip of concrete behind the school that held the HVAC equipment. I sighed as I scraped the snow off the concrete and slid down the wall until my butt was on the cold concrete. Part of me wanted to scream and cry, another just to understand. I wiped away an unwanted tear,. A trail of semen was running down her left leg. It reminded me that I was wet with our combined juices, and reached for the box of tissues we kept beside the bed for such moments. What did ‘not exactly’ mean?Liz had gone to work, and I had eaten my usual meagre breakfast – juice, cereal and fruit – when Becky appeared.She was not wearing her usual nightie, and instead had chosen something I’ll bet her mother didn’t know she had: basically, it was ‘just’ a bra-and-pants set, but the fabric was. Until now. His hands gripped her tightly, thumbs resting atop the dimples at the base of her spine. He now worked her, or forced her to work for him, forcing gyrations with her hips and ensuring she would grind herself deep, taking him across her every wall as she did. As she began to build her orgasm, her hands took position at the top of her entry, working herself faster until she burst fluids down them both. Yet this did not stop her, and she renewed her vigor in bouncing against the Dctor..