"Oh, yeah, there were some beauts," Amy said, contradicting her sister.I took a gulp of my Margarita and waited.Christine sighed and ruefully admitted...they had their share of catfights."Without sister fights, life was dull," Amy admitted with a small smile. "I liked them because I was bigger and stronger; and I recall getting in a few good bites that left black and blue marks on her arms and legs." And that got me sympathy from Mom," Christine said with a big grin."And got me a spanking," Amy. He introduced me to them. And we all started talking they asked me what I do and all. Some time passed and one of the guys got the few drink bottles and started making drinks and rock music was playing loudly. They asked me if I would like to have a drink but as I had never tasted I said no. they started sipping their drinks and after a few rounds I felt tempted to try it and thought I should also give a shot and gulped down a few glasses and then they started smoking weed. They offered me to. I learned that taking out the garbage or cleaning a bathroom could be a form of foreplay. Most of all I learned that simply listening to her every word was a turn on for her. After sharing a glass of wine I would put on our favorite song and dance with just holding and not groping. I would warm body oils in the microwave while she would prepare herself in the bathroom. I would check the battery in the pocket rocket vibrator she favored. I would make sure my breath was fresh and my finger nails. Just then I began stroking him a little faster, and as he realized he wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer he groaned, “Nu… Nurse Connie, if you don’t stop I’m…”“Shhhh,” I whispered softly, stopping him in mid-sentence, and then I said, “I know Bobby… just let it go when you’re ready.” “Wh… what?” he asked, not sure he had heard me right.“I just want to give you some relief,” I whispered softly as my lotion covered hand stroked up and down his swollen cock, and then I said, “So when.