I was in heaven. It was one the most amazing blow jobs I had ever gotten and the bet part was it was from my own sister!After only a couple of minutes...I felt my balls twinge, I got so close I swear I was going to burst in her mouth. But I managed to compose myself told her to stop. She came back up to me and kissed me, “You know you can come in my mouth if you want!”I grinned at the idea but took it a step further, “But I want to cum in your pussy.”With that comment Anna’s eyes lit up and she. She was probably 30 years old and about 5'5", black hair and brown eyes. However, what stunned me was that she was ripped! Wearing just a sports bra and shorts, I could see her well defined six pack. Her arms looked like she had 2 percent body fat; bulging biceps which made me think she had just done a set of curls. Her legs, quads, etc were quite muscular too. She didn't look like she was on steroids but looked as fit as she could naturally get. I don't know how long I was staring at her or. Remember how Earl teased me about how disappointed Carol would have been, if she and I ever actually got it on? That might have been hyperbole on Earl's part, but the fact is, he really is better-hung than I am.But I'm normal -- maybe even a little above average. (Guys sneak looks at each other in the locker room, whenever they get a chance, trying to reassure themselves that Mother Nature hasn't treated them unfairly. I'm no exception. I knew I was no monster, but plenty big enough.)Margarita,. ” I obeyed; she rose in an agitated manner, left the room, and was absent for a quarter of an hour. I had no doubt but that she was overcome by her feelings, and I thought to myself she will manage to have me some of these days. I could afford to leave it to her own discretion, as my charming mistress of last night was there to keep me in exercise and cool the effervescence of passion under which I should otherwise have laboured. Nothing particular occurred during the day; Mrs. B. was.