As I stood, she sank to her knees, frantically pulling at my belt to open it, popping open the trouser button and fly, she pulled my trousers and boxe...s to my knees in one movement. My cock sprang out, slapping her in the face. She looked at it for a second, then grasping the base with one hand, she pulled back the foreskin and started to lick the underside, stopping to flicker her tongue over the little strap of skin beneath. I don't quite know how I didn't cum on the spot, but I didn't. I. My sister had on some sexy purple panties that had been stretched over her right butt cheek. The pic wasn't the greatest quality, though. It looked as if Reynolds used a cell phone to capture the pose.Nevertheless, I had to sit back down, slack-jawed, wondering how my 13-year-old sister got herself into such a situation. I never thought Reynolds could sweet talk his way into Julie's heart. I thought she'd be stronger for some reason. Who knows? Maybe she wanted it all along. It sure looked that. “I want to make you feel good, Tophy, as thanks for being the best friend I ever had.” I said as I kept at it. He was actually squirming now, the feeling becoming intense. I knelt down while jacking him off partly because I was getting tired of standing while jacking him and myself off, and partly because I wanted to try something else.I stopped stroking him, and he opened his eyes and looked at me pleadingly. “Martin, please don’t stop…” he was practically begging.“I won’t, I just wanted to. We both kept silent, me with a thunderous heartbeat that was part fear, part her touch, as our hands together sought and located the ring which served as a door handle. It was warm to the touch.Her hair tickled my chin as we both, still in almost perfect synchronization, pressed our ears to the wood. It smelled like a woman's hair, yet with a touch of the sea and the desert both, of the wild and free wind that sweeps across land and ocean.Inside there was no sound to be heard for a long time,.