We slowly started to walk up the stairs as I was still pinned against the wall, he spins me round and I grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs wit... excitement. We burst through my bedroom door and I ripped of his shirt before flinging him onto my bed. I climbed on top of him and leant forward, slowly grinding against his cock, my boobs just perched in front of his face. I start to kiss his tender lips, slowly inserting my tongue wrapping it around his. I then start kissing his face, moving. The feeling of a cock growing inside my mouth has always been a turn-on to me…I like the power…the knowledge that it is me making him grow. Although flaccid, it did look impressive, once fully erect he was a solid seven inches and thick. I bobbed up and down on his cock, enjoying the first cock I have had in a while until I couldnt wait any longer. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, I ordered, Fuck me Spencer. He smiled back, holding his cock straight up, No you fuck me. I didnt hesitate as I. Like I said we were both very mature for our ages, I was mature in my body, and my sister was mature in her mind and body. I would hear from time to time the way she would joking say to her girl friends she got a boy friend my ears would prick up thinking o yes whom could that be. My big job was to care for my sister whilst Mother and Father would go to full time work. I was to make sure my sister was ready for school in the morning without being late, and then make sure she changed her cloths. “Everything.” He slid back off the table which wobbled madly as he hopped to his feet. He ripped down his zipper with a quick look over his shoulder. He was so red. So nervous. It was cute. I shimmied my legs around him until I was on the lip of the table. His hands slapped down behind my hips to keep things from tilting over. We kissed again, handslessly. I was bubbling up, impatient as he was. I fumbled with his belt and left it in the loops as I unzipped him. He was smarter than me. No.