"Yeah, I remember." I've changed my mind, Jackie. I hope JR will understand, but I think I want to wait." JR will understand. This doesn't have anythi...g to do with a certain drummer, does it?" I asked with a giggle."He's a percussionist; Neil plays more than just the drums. He is part of the reason, but not the only reason. I don't know if I'm going to like him enough to do that. The real reason is I'm not ready. Maybe when I am, I'll ask JR, but not now."When I asked my sister what changed her. Sometimes the meaning was that we knew we would be together and the time was planned and special. Every time we fucked – all those times were special. To me, at least. I remember the first time. In your basement. One week after we first crossed the line into intimacy, emotional at least but ending in a hug, and in that ensuing week we exchanged many words and made many plans, until it was agreed I would come over to your house at midnight. You had never owned a sex toy before, and I offered to. He was around nine inches in length and very, very thick. He pulled at my negligee, suggesting I should take it off.When I was naked, my curves all fully revealed, he got on top of me on all fours, making a sixty nine style. He resumed eating me out, alternating between my now warmed up pussy and my peachy ass which was now wet with cum. His nine inch long dick hovered over my mouth and I eagerly began sucking it. He instinctively began to fuck my mouth, above me.I could feel it hit my throat.. He thanked her, dressed, and left her on the bed wanting more!I went out to get the pizza and started eating when she came out just fuming. Tiffany was mad as hell. She was horny as hell to tell the truth. I felt sorry for her but I was hungry and I was going to eat.Out of frustration Tiffany called another pizza place and ordered a pizza to be delivered in a half-hour. Then she arranged for a delivery every half-hour after that for Chinese, Italian, and even a liquor store delivery.I took the.